Recently Anderson has developed a bit of a, well, obsession with dinosaurs. I honestly have no idea where or when this began, but he looooves them. He talks about them, sings about them, watches documentaries about them and even recites facts about them "Mommy, a triceratops has a shield with spikes, 3 horns and a beak, but no spikes on his tail". Needless to say, we have all become a bit more knowledgeable about the prehistoric creatures. Thankfully Santa and just about everybody else indulged this new-found love and bestowed upon this little boy everything from dinosaur books and robotic dinos to model dinosaurs of every size and shape. And so it seemed only fitting that we visit the Los Angeles Natural History Museum to take a closer look. Anderson and Beck were in heaven with giant skeletons above and all around and bones, bugs, and antlers to see, hold, and examine. It is a really nice museum and I am so happy I ignored my inner voice that told me the boys were too young to appreciate it because it turned out to be a pretty great morning. Sometimes the best kind of expectations to have are none at all.
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