Last night Elle asked me when we were going to go see the dinosaurs. When I explained that we couldn't see real dinosaurs because they all died millions of years ago, her forehead kind of wrinkled.
"You mean, all of the dinosaurs died?"
"Yes."
Her face kind of forms into a square shape and her lips go flat.
I know what's coming.
"Even the purple one (brontosaurus)?"
"Yes."
And then the tears. Real tears. She is genuinely sad that she will never meet a dinosaur. Looks like we'll be visiting a natural history museums this winter.
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