T Rex obsession...
Zoey's newest most favorite thing ever...
I told her that I thought that was stupid, and so she told me to, "get stuffed," to which I responded, "maybe I will smarty/poopy pants," after which she swore a lot and I sent her to her room without any stegosauruses. Not so tough with your little plastic T-Rex, huh?
Actually, none of that happened, but she does love the probably toxic dollar store Made in China little rubber dinosaurs that I scooped up for her the other day. I mean, SHE LOVES THEM...it's weird. What is it with kids and dinosaurs? She doesn't know anything about them at all and she's still stoked to play with them. I don't get it.
This little girl is hilarious. She woke up this morning with her T Rex firmly in her groggy grasp and smiling.
"Daddy, I slept with my T Rex."
"Yes, you did, I said, "Did he snore?"
"No, Daddy snored."
She's way cuter when she's sleeping.