"Look at my enormous weapon, it glows in the dark. When I'm sitting on the Jedi Council, miss you, I do, Mum."
This is pretty much all I hear from my 4 year old son. He no longer wants to be called X, he insists we call him Yoda, or just Master for short. We have to constantly hear about his ginormo weapon, his power on the Jedi Council and his wisdom. It's relentless. He really believes he is the mighty powerful, wise Master Yoda. Except for occasionally, when he plays with his Bobby's helmet, thanks to a gift from a well-meaning male relative.
How do I deal with it?