Children are so smart and funny.
Everytime we go to Evanston to visit Paul's family, we go through Heber. On Main Street there is a park. At that park there is a statue of my great great grandfather, who founded Wallsburg, not quite sure why it's in Heber, but not the reason for the story. Anyway, everytime we drive by we wave to him on his horse. Zack has gotten into it and we've told him that he's his great grandpa. So, we were driving down Main Street in Springville the other day and there too is a statue of a man on a horse. Zack sees this and waves to him and says "Hi Grandpa!".
With a little chuckle, we tell Zack, "That's not grandpa." His response, "Yes, it is!" We go back and forth for a while and decide it's not worth arguing with an almost 3 year old. So everytime we drive down main street in Springville, he continues to wave and say hi to his "grandpa". They do actually look a lot a like, except for the size they are very similar. I took pictures of the two of them and I'll let you decide.
Heber - the real grandpa
Springville - not grandpa