A couple weeks ago, we went to the BYU Paleontology Museum (for free, people! For free!) It was fantastic. They have an Allosaurus skeleton, the only known Utahraptor remains, and a triceratops skull bigger than me. It’s fantastic!
And then, while wandering through the library a while ago, I found a dinosaur book bigger than our freezer. With full-color illustrations, also bigger than our freezer. And there are so many dinosaurs I’ve never heard of!
Which is great. Except that there’s one that looks like a crocodile, called “The Irritator.” And ever since reading that page, Ethan’s been running around sticking his fingers in his ears, yelling, “I am The Irritator!” This is not my child. This is my husband. And it is, in fact, very irritating. ♦