Sunday 17 April 2011: Herbivore
When my grandson was little, I used to know the names of all the dinosaurs. We played with them endlessly and filled our minds with precious detail. Trucks, too. Oh, I had to learn the names of so many things with big multiple wheels. We would stand on the corner after getting our poppyseed muffin at the bakery, him in his Batman suit, and pump our arms at the semis going past to see if we could get them to toot. Ah, and when one did, what a perfect day!
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