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Don't mess with Texas

Our son has started standing on one leg with the other pointing straight out. I figured it was some kind of move he saw on Pokemon or Avatar so I didn't ask.

Sometimes it is best to let them come to you because if you call attention to it they will stop and never explain. Example: AE wore her sunglasses upside down from age 3 to 4. I asked one day why and she stopped. I never knew why she chose to look at the world upside down. Maybe she didn't know she had them on bass ackwards.

I have found out the reason to his unique stance - kind of. He told me.

"Mom, look at me. I'm Texas," JG said while standing on one foot with his other leg perpendicular to his body.

"What?"

"I'm Texas."

"Texas?"

"Yeah, Texas. This is how they stand in Texas."

"Why?" I asked.

"Because they are waiting for their horses."

That's all I got. Near as I can tell he has been watching Westerns and saw one too many cowboys saddle up. If anyone else has any suggestions let me know. He hasn't stopped. Maybe more info will be forthcoming.

Wonder what his interpretation of Minnesota would look like? If he goes off of what he sees at home it would be reclining in the La-Z-Boy with a remote outstretched.

Comments

Karen said…
You're right about not asking. You may never know the source, but your 'lil pardner is sure entertaining! I love his individuality.
bobbione8y said…
oh that is a great story. he kind of sounds like he is doing an imitation of a great blue heron? i cannot quite picture it, but yeah, it's great that in his mind, he's "texas" :))

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