"Baby J, I Am Your Father..."

Some time ago, wifey got baby J a Yoda doll. (Wifey is a hard core Star Wars fan since childhood). At first baby J was scared of the doll(who can blame him?). As he grew older, he came to love it. As soon as he sees it he bursts out lauging. (Yoda does look kind of funny). This past month Yoda had been left alone in our country house, while the rest of us spent 2+ weeks in the city. When baby J was reunited with his doll he shrieked with joy, burried his head in the dolls plush face and yelled " PA-PA!". OK. Is it time start worrying that the Star Wars influence on this family is getting a bit too much? I mean, yes, we might not be an ordinary nuclear hetero family. But I'm not too fond of the idea of my son growing up thinking a Yoda doll is his father. Wifey, on the other hand, is thrilled.