Miles and I have an ongoing feud regarding who can make the best dinosaur noises. Usually this competition takes place in the car after dropping Isla off at school, because she can't abide by the noisiness of it all. Today, Miles upped his game to a whole new level with some high pitched nasal screech that my vocal chords can't compete with. In truth, my guttural growling roars sound pretty tame now - which makes the competitor in me furious. I will be channeling my inner ultrasaurus bellow soon. Just you wait, Miles.
Speaking of dinosaurs, Isla's latest thrift store appropriation is nothing short of genius. It must be seen to be appreciated.
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