Thoughts on experience my mom claims I had as a two year old?

I’ve heard this story from my mother just about once a year for my entire life. So much so that I have made up memories in my head about it, if that makes sense. I was two years old, so clearly don’t remember it.

My mother’s father died in his late 40s before I was born. He was a firefighter in the 1960s.

One day my mom says I was sitting on the potty and she noticed me just start waving into the mirror. She asked me who was waving at, and I responded with…”the man.” She freaked out and looked behind her and nobody was there. I allegedly kept waving and she said brushed it off as weird little kid stuff….but she asked, what does this man look like?

I was supposedly one of those freakishly precocious toddlers so I was super articulate and I said: he’s wearing a black coat and black pants and a black hat just like “the doozers.”

If people don’t know what the doozers were, they were characters from a Jim Henson show called “Fraggle Rock” from the 80s. They were construction workers and had very unique helmets.

My late grandfathers fire uniform was all black, and this specific fire department didn’t wear normal fire hats, they wore more dome like weird helmets, and having seen pictures of him, the helmets are STRIKINGLY similar to the doozers.

My mom claims she immediately knew I was lookin at her dad. Got really freaked out and said “dad, you’ve see your grandson, now please go you’re scaring me.” And I allegedly said the man is gone.

I am a skeptic, of all things paranormal. Legit, I have never had an experience in my life, and no offense, don’t believe any of it. She told me the story again last night, and since I recently got this account and have started going down Reddit rabbit holes, might as well post this here.

My skeptic brain says I liked those characters so just described their clothes in my made up mirror play game, though their helmets were not black in the show.

Does anyone have any thoughts on this?

Thanks!