I was riveted as I learned about how this Dinosaur roamed the Cretaceous Period. It ruled that age kind of the way I rule the house.
I figure since Daddy grew-up to be a Superhero, I mine as well grow-up and be a Tyrannosaurus.
I did my best to practice for my future role. For the rest of the night I charged around the house and tried to eat everything!
Sadly . . . When Mommy actually gave me some MEAT (The kind of stuff a T-Rex would actually eat) I was totally full from all the Pasta, Yogurt and Blueberries I ate (What am I, a wimpy Brontosaurus?!!?!).
Well it was good training.
I wonder if there are Becoming A Tyrannosaurus 101 courses I can take in college?