Odd, but YOU!

I just had to write this post...

It's about one of those things that we will remember about you forever, but when we try to tell you about it - say, when you are 12 - you will look at us like we have grown three heads and say "Mother, I have NO idea what you are talking about." (By the way, you are never allowed to be that rude, hear?)

You have a thing with statues. While driving down the road, you can spot them at about 200 yards, and they just make your day. You laugh, smile and wave to them, and then immediately start looking for the next one on our route. I'm not exactly sure when it started. But it's a hoot. Daddy and I took you to the "Pentagonito" the other day, and you must have thought you had gone to Statues´ Heaven. They were everywhere, and it's a good thing you didn't give yourself whiplash trying to see them all.

We have theories as to why you have such a thing for them, but only you know the answer to this mystery.

Who knows. But it's fun to watch how thrilled you get when you see one!

So here's the proof. One of these days you will outgrow your obsession, and we have it written down so we can remind you and most likely embarrass you. :)