I picked up this book because I have two teenage sons who were Star Wars fanatics (and maybe still are, but hide it better). But now I'm not sure I can give it away. I want to say it's cute, but that doesn't seem quite right for a book about Darth Vader.
Maybe I should just say it's an affectionate tribute to the Star Wars world, in which Luke Skywalker is four years old and the joy (and at times the annoyance) of his father's world. They get ice cream, play checkers, go trick-or-treating. Luke complains about having a sister. There were many pages that made me chortle with delight. Like this one:
This would be a great gift for any Star Wars fan, young or old. Or yourself. As is possibly my case.