Ha ha ha.
I mean...poor Jacob.
Apparently, people at his new work give each other nicknames. Jacob came home last night and said "I've found out I have a nickname at work. Sassy Spanish girl (that's what he calls this one girl) called me over and told me."
So I asked what it was.
Ha ha ha ha. OK, I laugh because this is his life. Everywhere, he's told he looks like Harry Potter. We've gotten to the front of the line of a new Universal Ride because of his looks. For a while though, like 2-3 years, he grew his hair out and the resemblance faded.
Now, he's cut his hair pretty short and I love it. He looks like Harry again, all except for the color of the eyes. Side note: He refuses to wear the Gryffindor robe I got for Christmas one year for any Halloween, on principle. I say do it and have loads of fun!
I sent a text message to 4 family members, my hubby included. I said "Jake got a new nickname at work. What is it?"
Three of the four guessed Harry Potter on the first guess. The 4th person guessed Harry on the second try.
|Jacob with my older sister Brenda, at Stetson.|