After my last blog post, my father sent me a picture of a life-size Yoda statue and told me he wanted to buy it for me. He said that if I was going to publicly announce to the internet at large that he was a nerd, then he would go down making sure that everyone knew I was one, too.
Personally, I think that was just his cover story. Dad knows the only room I have for a life-size Yoda statue would be in the bedroom. I’m pretty sure he just wants to make sure that Yoda is constantly watching The Beau and I, especially when we have adult sleepovers.