That Dinosaur in the Backyard

Yesterday evening, William and Mommy went to the second half of Daddy's soccer practice. William got the chance to run across the soccer fields, and he had fun running on the big blue track, jumping on the yellow and red triangles painted on it as well as jumping on and identifying the numbers painted on the track lanes. He found a new game of climbing up the bleachers alongside the track.

When we got back home, William did not come in the front door with Mommy but instead ran around to the back of our house where he called for me to come to the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. By the time I traveled through the back door, he had disappeared up the wooden ladder and into his clubhouse. He was only in his diaper and t-shirt (forgot to mentioned he had stripped at the high school), so when he slid down the slide, he had extra speed! He zipped to the bottom and ladded with a diaper padded puff. He then stood up, stretched out his arms in bewilderment and asked, "Where is dinosaur? I don't know!" Even after we came inside and got ready for bed, William made his way over to the back windows, looked out into the dark, and said, "Where is dinosaur?" That pesky little (big?) dinosaur just won't allow himself to be seen!