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.
HEY YOU! Yeah YOU DREW! What you looking at? You lookin' at me?
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.
Guess what happened? This guy scared my friend!
She screamed and then scared other people (Silly friend.)
She screamed and then scared other people (Silly friend.)
Miss you bunches, my Drew. See you for Christmas.
Write soon.
love,
Aunt Nettie
Write soon.
love,
Aunt Nettie
*We'll stay away from the evolutionism/creationism/aliens from outer space theories conversations here.
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