Only two more weeks of summer left.� My heart is broken.� Where did the days go?� I want to cram as much activity as possible into these last few days before we school starts and the chaotic routine begins.� Today, we are baking cookies and reading about Triceratops on the farm.� At the risk of sounding like the biggest goof on the planet, I will confess that I am very excited to read to the boys The Enormous Egg by Oliver Butterworth.� With a name like Butterworth, I’m imaging a frolicking good time.
By the way, did you know Triceratops may have never existed?� First Brontosaurus, now Triceratops?!� I’m crushed.� Next you’ll tell me there is no Santa Claus.
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Thanks to Tiffany for first telling me about this travesty two weeks ago, and to Lydia for reminding me in the comments of this post.� By the way, you might want to read this post of Lydia’s.� I was just outlining (in my head) a similarly themed post.� I’ve found many posts and interesting links on the subject matter lately, and was hoping to discuss the issue at some point.� Let’s synchronize our watches and promise to chat later, ok?
Did you hear that they (“they” being some scientists, i guess) recently decided that triceratops wasn’t a separate dinosaur species, just a juvenile version of another species? It made me sad. Brontosaurus and triceratops were always my favorite dinosaurs, as kids, and now they are not even “real” dinosaurs, any longer.
Oh, gosh! Yes, and I was going to link to that article in my post! I completely forgot, so thanks for the reminder!
Side note: You must read “The Trouble with Jenny’s Ear” by Oliver Butterworth. One of my favorite children’s books, and not just because I’m partial to the name! (My maiden name is Butterworth.)
And Pluto’s not a planet, either! Did you hear THAT travesty?! What!?
I don’t get it. Or, more likely…I don’t want to get it.
Sorry for off the subject comment (but it was in the post), but as far as the less-is-more approach, I have one word to say: Backpacking. It’s the way we were *supposed* to live. Sigh. Love it, miss it, will do more of it again when we don’t have a four-month-old (we did take our daughter backpacking when she was only fifteen months, so we are serious about it and can speak from experience.
Don’t tell me the triceratops never existed … I can’t know these things. And no Santa Clause?! Hmph! That’s just silly talk …
As for the aside, I’ve already been synchronizing … only I didn’t know what I was doing. I thought maybe I was just getting old so things weren’t as important as they once were … :)