I often find my son’s toys in odd places. I try to imagine what was going through his mind – did he deliberately position them that way, or is it simply the way they fell when he turned his attention to bigger and better things?
I like to think it’s a little of both.
We’re currently going through a dinosaur phase. I expect it will be over in the next fifteen or so years. I’m currently being schooled in the less famous prehistoric planet-stompers.
A natural progression of this fascination with dinosaurs is our fast-expanding tribe of plastic reptiles. It started – as all good dino collections do – with T-Rex. He prefers to go by Ranna-T Saurus-Rex in our house.
Ranna-T has to regularly reassert his dominance over the other toys. Clearly Ellie was stepping out of line.
I’d love to know what caused this reprimand. Was Ellie getting a little bossy? Perhaps not sharing nicely? Or maybe Ellie was insisting on watching more Sesame Street when Ranna-T desperately needed to see more-more Play School.
I don’t know. But I wish I did.
If you want to see some more dino antics, I highly recommend this post about dinovember and some totally awesome parents with a great sense of fun. I’d love to do this when the boys are older.
I’m hoping to share some pics of what the toys in my home get up to. I may even come up with a witty name like ‘Toy Tuesday’.
Okay, that’s not all that witty. But you get what I mean.
Any other ideas what Ranna-T and Ellie were arguing about?