Son: [wide eyed] Mom, Mace Windu can do, can do…can do purple lightning.
Me: No, I don’t think he can do that…
Husband: As far as you KNOW. Maybe that’s how his blade turned purple.
Me: [laughing] I don’t think that’s the story.
Husband: Pfft. Anything can be canon if you want it bad enough.
Me: [dying] Well now you just sound like everyone I know.
Husband: [laughing and shaking his head] Like I don’t know that.
Son: Does Mace Windu die?
Me: Not in this one, but yes…
Husband: OR he’s Snoke.
Me: Mace Windu is not Snoke.
Husband: I dunno, he probably would hate Han Solo…
As far as parenting goes, allow me to offer an alternative to... that other thing. Said alternative being McCree using his serape as a babby sling, and/or Hanzo sending McCree a picture of the bab sitting in one of his hats.