Something new
First off, if you were a loyal LtL reader and wondered what happened, I stopped posting here and started putting London's pictures on my Picasa page. On one hand, this means I usually get more pictures posted a lot more quickly, so it's better for keeping the extended family and friends up to date. On the other hand, the captions on the Picasa page are not as long or thoughtful as the posts here, and some people miss that. So I might start posting here from time to time again.
Anyway, here's your post, and this one requires a little explanation.
This past year I've worked as the technical advisor on a series of kids' dinosaur books called Dinosaur Wars. They pit all kinds of dinosaurs against each other, not just those who lived in the same places or at the same times. This is all explained in the first half of each book, which also goes through the real adaptations that each dinosaur had that suited its lifestyle.
The second half of each book is the battle, a no-holds-barred fight to the death between whatever animals are on the cover, whether it would make any sense for them to fight or not. The first page of the battle always has the headline, "PAIN" When my complimentary copies of the books arrived, I read them all to London, using my best professional wrestling announcer voice, and he loves them to this day.
A couple of nights ago, Vicki spied on London in his room. He had set Baby Tiger and Simba, the Baby Lion, on the edge of his bed, brought in his little blue chair from the living room, and was reading them a couple of Dinosaur Wars books.
As he turned each page, London would hold up the book to show the baby cats what was going on, and then slam the book down on his lap and yell, "PAIN!"
When London figured out that Vicki was watching, he told her that she could take two pictures--but that was it. He also told her what he was doing: reading his baby cats some "dinosaur Bible stories".
Anyway, here's your post, and this one requires a little explanation.
This past year I've worked as the technical advisor on a series of kids' dinosaur books called Dinosaur Wars. They pit all kinds of dinosaurs against each other, not just those who lived in the same places or at the same times. This is all explained in the first half of each book, which also goes through the real adaptations that each dinosaur had that suited its lifestyle.
The second half of each book is the battle, a no-holds-barred fight to the death between whatever animals are on the cover, whether it would make any sense for them to fight or not. The first page of the battle always has the headline, "PAIN" When my complimentary copies of the books arrived, I read them all to London, using my best professional wrestling announcer voice, and he loves them to this day.
A couple of nights ago, Vicki spied on London in his room. He had set Baby Tiger and Simba, the Baby Lion, on the edge of his bed, brought in his little blue chair from the living room, and was reading them a couple of Dinosaur Wars books.
As he turned each page, London would hold up the book to show the baby cats what was going on, and then slam the book down on his lap and yell, "PAIN!"
When London figured out that Vicki was watching, he told her that she could take two pictures--but that was it. He also told her what he was doing: reading his baby cats some "dinosaur Bible stories".
posted by Vicki at 7:10 PM
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