T-Rex versus Diplodocus in the Parental Dino Showdown

I understand its fairly common for children to go through a phase of loving dinosaurs, but one of the side affects of Noah's ongoing obsession with all things dino that I hadn't foreseen is just how much I have learnt about them all. I know more Jurassic, or indeed Triassic or Cretaceous, facts now than I have ever learned in my previous 39 years. Much of this is due to having watched Andy's Dinosaur Adventures on Cbeebies several (thousands of) times. I know the theme tune and all his dino raps off by heart and so does Noah.

Noah's ability to remember dinosaur facts is positively sponge-like. For instance, Brachiosauruses were very tall, reaching the heights of two double decker buses stacked on top one another, whilst a Stegosaurus was as big as a single double decker bus (I always thought they were more the size of a car). Velociraptors were only slightly larger than a free range chicken and probably had feathers too. I feel cheated and lied to by Jurassic Park!

We play with plastic dinosaurs. We make dinosaur masks from paper plates. We watch dinosaur kids shows and films. We make dinosaurs from Megablocks (which reminds me, I really need to upgrade his toys to proper Lego now). We go to sleep with cuddly dinosaurs. We roar like dinosaurs. We sing dinosaur songs. We read dinosaur books and we make up our own dinosaur stories at bedtime.

A couple of days ago, Noah and Nikala were talking about dinosaurs and Noah said that daddy was Diplodocus and that mummy was T-Rex. I should probably point out at this point that T-Rex is probably Noah's absolute favourite dinosaur, so Nikala was quite happy about this analogy.

'Why is daddy Diplodocus Noah?' asked Nikala
'Diplodocus gentle. Dilpodicus kind' explained Noah.
'Ahh that's really nice Noah. Daddy will be very happy. And why is mummy T-Rex ?'
'T-Rex scary. T-Rex fierce.' Noah explained.

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