All children when they are young are so full of life and energy that they tend to run around all day and all night without tiring, that was certainly the case with Luke. He was a very hyperactive child, at six years old he showed that he certainly took after his father when it came to his interests in building things, his curiosity knew no bounds; and led to a few appliances dying because he had taken them apart and didn’t know how to put them back together again.
Still being the son of a powerful Jedi Anakin thought it might have helped with their hyperactive, force sensitive children to learn how to meditate, it was a harmless practice and he thought it would help them calm down and get them to not be so hyper. The only thing he didn’t count on was that they would find this practice boring and would often wait a few moments for their father to get into a state where they could easily sneak away and keep playing and causing general havoc.
As the two children ditched another meditation session with their father Luke found that he was quickly alone as he saw Leia head off to her room to have a tea party with her stuffed animals, that was so boring and so girly that he ran off into the garden where he found his mother. He hadnt known that she came back from the market yet, she must have come back while he and his sister were with their father trying to get out of his father’s meditation session. “Mommy.” He said as he ran up to her and hugged her legs, “Daddy wants to do only boring things! I think hes getting to Leia, she wants to do all the boring things too, I think everyone had gone carazzzzzzyy!” He whined at her as he let her legs go and looked up at her.
