On Saturday, I have adopted a 11 months old small dinosaur found in a toy store. He told his name was Sébastien, and I believed him.
It was a gif for my daughter, but when she saw him, she burst in tears and since then keeps on calling him "Mummy's dinosaur". I reckon this is her way not to accept the gift. That's why I have decided to take care of Sébastien myself but I have to say he's not a good boy so far. For instance he keeps on biting my toes.
9.24 pm: "Sébastien, stop biting my toes, please"
9.37pm: "Sébastien, what did we just say about
biting my toes?"
biting my toes?"
I don't think Sébastien is a bad dinosaur. But so far he has been carelessly educated. I will deal with this myself, and it is a matter of weeks before he is able to behave, I even think I will soon be able to take him to the restaurant. Of course, my beloved readers will get lots of updates about Sébastien progress.
- Mood:
optimistic
