The Claw

Several weeks ago I found myself with some alone time with Stomper. (Wow!) He requested a trip to the local Natural History Museum, and seeing as how it was the first Monday of the month and therefore the free day, I could find nothing to stop us. As always, he lingered long in the gift shop, and I did let him choose a small souvenir to take home. He picked out a plastic replica of a Utah Raptor claw with a magnet on one side. He enjoyed it for a few days, and then kind of forgot about it, mostly because he was disappointed that we couldn't get the magnet off without destroying the thing. This week he rediscovered it and asked if we could tape it between two of his fingers. I'm so happy that he's had a revival of his dino-love. He's totally been into playing dinosaurs again and it just makes me happy. I guess when the claw is taped between two of his toes that makes him a raptor, but then he's quite uncomfortable. Not worth it. But if he keeps it taped between two of his fingers then he's actually a baryonyx, which is a predator with long claws that they think was a fish-eater. Information I'm certain you needed to know. He's enjoyed it so much that it's actually been quite challenging to separate Stomper from his new appendage. He's even fallen asleep with it twice. We forgot it was there and he spent the night with it on, and begged to wear it through school. There's where I had to put my foot down, but other than that, he's pretty much been in constant dino-mode, terrorizing the household. He cracks me up. I love it.