Dino Dance

We just finished "dinosaur" week and I'm hopefully going to post pictures about the fun things we did. But for now, I am compelled to try to my best to convey a very funny incident that took place on Saturday... According to our recent family tradition, we were at the park on this lovely Saturday morning. This park has quite a few big statues that the boys like to run around and play "hide-and-seek" on. So they were playing away when this cute little chunky local boy comes up and tried to start playing with them. The 3 boys ran around and around the statue laughing and playing for a while. Now keep in mind that this little boy didn't speak English and my boys don't really speak the local language so they were playing without really talking to each other. Normal for us. Well, then the little boy started putting his hands up and growling like he was an animal and was chasing my boys. He seemed to have quite the imagination as he played and wasn't being mean or anything; he was just playing. But Joshua and Luke both ran over to me and said they were scared of the the little boy because he was a "T-Rex". I told Joshua he shouldn't be scared but he should just pretend he was a triceratops (his current favorite dinosaur) and try to get the little boy with his "horns". I was confident that Joshua could do this playfully and not really try to hurt the boy or anything. Joshua thought for a minute then said to me, "No, I want to be an ankylosaurus." I thought it was a little strange that he would want to be that dinosaur, but whatever. Now, before I go on, you must know that an ankylosaurus was an armored dinosaur with a club-like tail that it would swing at predators as a means of protection. Already armed with this information, Joshua proceeds to walk up to the little boy, turn himself around so that his backside was facing the boy and started, shall we say, "shaking his tail" at the boy. I cannot imagine what the little boy's father was thinking as he watched Joshua. But as soon as Joshua started doing it, I knew what he was trying to do and I burst out laughing. Of course, then I called Joshua over and encouraged him to try the club-like tail some other way than shaking his bottom all up in the boy's grill. I still laugh now just thinking of what Joshua did. Shortly after that the boy and his father left. I wonder why...

Isn't imagination such a fun thing?