We went to Build-A-Bear today to make a gift (because bears aren't dinosaurs so it certainly wasn't for my kid). They have a whole ritual surrounding a little heart that goes inside the bear to imbue her with different characteristics. Bub was game and he played along, jumping for energy, rubbing his muscle for strength, and holding it to his heart for love.
This is the good part, when he solemnly closed his eyes and whispered his most fervent wish,
*I wish that I could be a gorgasaurus in my next life*
And with that, he sealed it with a kiss and into the bear it went!
I frickin' love that boy. He has latched onto reincarnation like a Hindu and he doesn't waste a wish, either!
Apologies, Little E, if when you snuggle your bear and you hear not the thumping of a teddy's heart but the thundering bellow of a theropod.
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