i have a very special boy.
he is three.
his name is gage.
he thinks dinosaurs are very cool.
monday night before i tucked him into bed i drew him this picture:::
tuesday morning he raced into my room happy as a lark.
"mom! mom! mom! dinosaur in my room!"
as if it had just stomped it's merry way from some billion year old volcano and into his very own room all while he was dreaming.
what's not to love about three-year-old boys?