What do you get when a 23 pound almost 3 year old drags around a 20 pound plastic, moving dinosaur?
Lots of fun!
Did I mention her brother wanted her to carry said dinosaur up the stairs by herself? They were chasing the cat. The cat's no fool, Elmo warned him, so he escaped . . . or so he thought.
My three monsters are currently upstairs tormenting the cat.
I love Sunday mornings.