Just call me LittleFoot's Mama

While mowing the lawn yesterday, I stepped in the front door and asked my oldest for a drink of water.  Being covered in grass, I didn’t want to go into the house.  From way back in the kitchen I hear thePinkDiva,

tPD:  “Mom, what’s that thing?”

me:  “I don’t know hunny, I can’t see from here.”

tPD:  “So stretch your head out and see.”

me:  “Hunny, I’m not that long.”

tPD:  “Well…  a dinosaur could.”

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