I know I am just feeding the obsession with this little project, but I happen to remember when I was about his age I had big blow-up dinosaurs and a tape full of dinosaur songs. ("Triceratops, with three long horns and a tail in back"-- see I still remember the words.) It must be in his genes. He talks about dinosaurs, dreams about dinosaurs, and has taught Andrew to do a really good ROAR. Next time you talk to him, ask him about stygimolochs, iguanadons, and triceratops. I'm sure you'll learn something new.
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We had a dinosaur obsession at our house too. And I'm not talking my kids (even though brady liked them) I'm talking Me and Derek and Kris. Ahhh, those were the days.
Super cute! I remember having a wooden dinosaur kit like that. Ah, the days of dreaming about dinosaurs.
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