The Dad Star

I got my 6-year-old an X-Wing fighter toy for Christmas (which is nearly identical to the one I had at his age) and he absolutely loves it. He's been flying it around the house non-stop, shooting at things, including me, which he has dubbed "The Dad Star." I'm not accustomed to being a planet destroying space station, but as long as he doesn't try to fly his toy down my trench and fire lasers into my exhaust port, I'm okay with it.