Once upon a time (much later), there was an auntie who loved her nephew very much. She lived in a magical place where she could stop by the actual real-live place from the Night at the Museum. That very special nephew, you see, LOVED dinosaurs. LOVED them so much, that the auntie found herself taking a friend to the museum with the intent of [REDACTED] shopping and to study up on dinosaurs so she could have a semi-intelligent conversation with a six-year-old. (It's been a long time since the auntie had younger brothers that were into dinosaurs.)
Hopefully this will end up being an interactive entry, with Questions from me and Answers later from Drew.
I took a bite out of a section of the museum. There was so much to see -- I just flew through some sections.
What are these things?
And these? They look sort-of familiar!
I know what these are, but you tell me!
They wouldn't let me play with these models, or climb up on this guy. I was sad.
I thought about buying you a stuffed dino, but aren't you too big?
Is this a brontosaurus or a gigantisaurus?
All I know is that it was too big to fit in one picture.
She screamed and then scared other people (Silly friend.)
Write soon.
love,
Aunt Nettie
*We'll stay away from the evolutionism/creationism/aliens from outer space theories conversations here.
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