Dinosaur Museums

So Milo went to the Arizona Natural History Museum yesterday with his Nana and Papa. Where in addition to a giant T-Rex they apparently have an exhibit on poop and on flying dinosaurs with feathers. What more could a small boy ask for? Poop, T-Rex bones AND flying dinosaurs. During dinner last night he regaled us with stories about the dinosaurs, how tall they were, how many teeth they had and how loud they roared. Finn didn't so much care for that portion of the story, as Milo was roaring rather loudly and in his direction. According to Milo it was a harrowing experience because at one point the feathered pterodactyl (actually a therizinosaur) swooped down and with his large and numerous teeth grabbed him but he yelled "Ow" and then Batman came and saved him and then Superman came and "got that big dinosaur." Milo helped "get him" with his sword, and then Milo did a little dance to simulate how he got that dinosaur, with a lot of stomping and arms raised and hopping around. You will be happy to hear that it all turned out okay and Milo came home in one piece. Nana and Papa managed to leave the museum unscathed as well. However this experience was so taxing on him, he found it difficult to eat his dinner. However he informed me, he could maybe eat a small cookie if I wanted him to.