No, not the cutie little guy ON the statue, but the statue itself. This statue is at a local park that we love to run off excessive energy at and every time I turn the corner this guy seriously jump-starts my heart.
Every.
Single.
Time.
Now, you might think I'm crazy for getting all spooked about a statue that I see (quite) frequently, but let me assure you that with the sun gleaming in my eye as I round the corner each morning, and with James' antics preoccupying my mind, I forget about the guy and get all jumpy when I notice a random dude staring at me all suave-like in his special bronze digs. I mean, let's face it. He's a rather tall looking guy and could use a shave....
Don't take it personally, Abe, I'm just being honest. :)
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