Life Choices at 11 Months

Someone gave Theo a plastic T-Rex last week. I thought it would join the rotation of toys that get played with for five minutes and then forgotten under the couch.

Life Choices at 11 Months

I was wrong. This child has found his calling. He carries that dinosaur everywhere - to meals, to the grocery store, to bed. When I tried to wash it yesterday after he dragged it through the backyard mud, the crying was biblical. We’re talking full-body devastation, like I’d betrayed his very soul.

He can barely walk but he has already chosen his life’s passion with the commitment of a tenured professor. Sophie went through seventeen different interests last month alone. Theo? Theo knows exactly what he wants, and what he wants is dinosaurs. I have to respect the focus, even if it means listening to him practice his ‘ROAR’ at 6 AM every morning.

Marcus thinks we should buy stock in toy dinosaur companies. I think we should just surrender to our fate as the family whose toddler brings prehistoric reptiles to playgroup.