I'm a T-Rex!

This morning was one of those lucky times, when all four of us got to be together.  Tes and I decorated the tree, and the boys watched from the couch.  It was perfect.  I made us potato soup with roasted pecans for lunch, and we all ate together at the table.

Nick finished his lunch and started to gather his things for an afternoon fishing trip.  I lingered with the kids at the table, listening to them talk about silly things, and just soaking in their wonderfulness.  Then Christian held his hands up like claws, gave me a menacing look, and roared.

I pretended to be frightened and made him laugh.  "I'm a dinosaur!" he said.  When we asked what kind, we were informed he was a T-Rex.  He continued to roar, and threaten us with his claws.  Tessie asked if he was a friendly dinosaur, or a bad one.  Without hesitation he replied "Bad," with a snarl.

At first Tessie was very concerned, and repeatedly assured me that Christian was just kidding.  Once it was apparent that he was very serious about this bad dinosaur business, Tes decided if you can't beat them, join them.  I then had two roaring dinosaurs.

They roared with all their might, and I hid behind my hands in terror.  This sent them into fits of laughter, and I couldn't help but join in.  We spent a good twenty minutes alternating between roars and giggles.  I sure love my beautiful little dinos.