When I was in grade school, I decorated my locker and my room with photos ripped from magazines. Most of the kids (or maybe just the girls?) did this. It was a way to reflect the people we were becoming, the things we liked, and our desire to go public with our every thought and feeling. In a way, it was a localized, 80s version of Facebook. My choices were River Phoenix, Corey Haim, and Johnny Depp. Later, there was the cast of Beverly Hills 90210. At one point, I started incorporating Jack Handey quotes. I'm going to stop talking about myself now.
Here's why I'm telling you this. You, too, are in the process of developing your tastes, your likes and dislikes, your, shall we say, obsessions. And there is one little guy who wins out above all else in your heart. When you see him on tv, you shriek. On a billboard, you point and scream. And when you found him in a magazine the other day, well, there was nothing else to do but sticker him to your wall.
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Yes, it's the Geico gecko. When you were very small, you used to point at him on billboards and yell "A SEAL!" You were gently corrected, and the fascination began. And I suppose, if I'm being honest, that it's not just your fascination. I now know which streets to turn on so that we can see the Geico billboards on our various routes through the city. I bought you a stuffed gecko. We kneel on the futon and watch the Geico banner flying over AT&T park on game days. Geico is the car insurance Dad and I use.
So, your wall is decorated, and not just with your photo of the gecko. You've also taken many, many opportunities to draw on it with any writing utensil you can find. Every day, I tell you it's not ok to color on the walls and every day, I swear I see new evidence that you've done just that. Dad and I are not super happy about this, given the fact that we're in this apartment temporarily and will have to pay to have the walls painted. When we move into the new house, I really hope you don't draw on the walls, because I'll tell you exactly who will turn a different color: Dad.
You started soccer yesterday, and it was not quite what I expected. You vaguely listened to the instructions about dribbling inside the square and only using your feet, and then you proceeded to dribble your ball straight out of the square and pick it up with your hands. Maybe if your coach was a gecko, you would pay more attention.
But you certainly looked the part. Here you are with our fantastic new assistant, Rochelle. She's been with us for about 2 weeks, since Uncle Mike returned to Vegas.
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This post was not actually brought to you by Geico.
Love,
Mom
