Now we’re getting some more details on Han’s baby sitting trials and tribulations, and it turns out that fretting over choking hazards takes up a big chunk of Han’s day.
According to Chris Agar at ScreenRant, author Daniel José Older writes in the novel:
“Two years in and no matter what, nothing he did was right. He brought Ben a play blaster from Burundang and he was encouraging his violent side; took it away and the boy wouldn’t stop crying. He tried to replace it with a build-a-space-center set and there were too many small pieces Ben could choke on. The worst part was, it wasn’t like Leia was just nagging or inventing stuff to one-up Han; she was right about all of it. So he couldn’t even properly resent her for it!”
Babysitting, toddlers crying, building play sets, and choking hazards.
Gee, that’s so much more entertaining than smuggling stolen goods, or chasing after some ancient Sith artifact worth a fortune, or piloting starships to the remote corners of the galaxy, or fighting in wars. I never would have guessed that 6 out of the 8 feminists in Kathleen Kennedy’s Story Group were women. Who could’ve guessed that, after Poe’s adventures in seamstressing?
He’s certainly disappointing fans thanks to the Lucasfilm Story Group. No question about that.
But I want to focus on one particular sentence from the novel, that should be read in the context of the blasterless Solo posters:
Disney would never ever rebrand Star Wars as Star Peace, now would they?