The purple dinosaur

(No, I'm not talking about Barney....)

At Alex's favorite park, there is a purple dinosaur that has 2 seats....its like the little cars and little animals you find at most parks....its on a spring so you bounce on it and make it sway forwards and backwards. Well, just about every weekday, after I drop off Trina, we go to this park and part of the experience is riding the purple dinosaur...together.

When you are a parent, you are invited to do things you never thought you would again...and you have the choice....will I participate with my child and have fun with him or do I act "too big" and refuse. In the past, I probably chose the latter a little more, but lately, I'm swallowing my pride and just relaxing and having fun.

Part of the story is that there is a small horse nearby the dinosaur and every day, Alex finds the horse while out for his daily dinosaur ride, decides it is sick, gets off the dinosaur and feeds it medicine, and then remounts the dinosaur. Sometimes I'm then asked to ride the horse, but usually we finish the story both riding the dinosaur.

Well, if you know me well, you know I have an innate ability to feel when I am being focused on by a camara. The digital age...and perhaps my own age, have lessened this to some degree, but I'm looking at the camara in nearly every picture I am in....including today, when 2 young men in red ball caps took a picture of me sitting alone on the purple dinosaur.

I'm greatly disturbed by this. I'm not sure if its because of my pride, the sick minds of people, or the fact that I have pegged them as not the nicest young men. But if you run into any random pictures on the internet of a woman on a purple dinosaur...and you think it looks like me....um...well...don't tell me.