Gonna Ride (Ri-i-i-ide) The Dinosaur Train

Moment of Reckoning…

When I was a kid, my Mom was like Mrs. Museum. We’d crack jokes about her penchant for the tedious and I was always (at least outwardly) annoyed about it at the time, but in retrospect we got to see a lot of cool stuff.

I have pretty fond memories of the Museum of Natural History (and the attached air and space museum which is also frozen as rad in my ten-year-old self’s memory) but for some reason, it had never occurred to me to take Delilah there. I don’t really like to leave the oppressive heat of my sweet Valley much.

Craig Bartlett and The Dinosaur Train Band

But luckily for every 299 unwanted emails I get from “marketers” scraping the internet for email addresses and finding this blog, I get one email that is totally awesome. This time, it was from the lovely folks at PBS SoCal inviting us to come down to the Museum of Natural History for an awesome day of Dinosaur Train fun, complete with [my personal favorite] The Dinosaur Train Band, and [Delilah’s personal favorite] Buddy the T Rex. And friends and lurkers? It was awesome.

I’m totally rocking out. I love me some Dinosaur A-Z.

Last year, meeting Buddy at a Dinosaur Train screening was the highlight of Dee’s young life…something she still talks about A YEAR LATER, but I was still a littler nervous that in true Toddler form, she would see her hero, be struck with terror, and scream bloody murder.  Luckily, she didn’t and we got to take home this fantastic cell phone picture to remember the moment by.

(most of) us and Buddy.

A note to the person who’s job it was to take iPhone photos for the families that had been waiting in line — some for hours, not us, but stillGET BETTER AT IT.  Or at least for the love of the guy overheating in the furry costume take a few steps back when you’re dealing with humans of all sizes and a tiny giant dinosaur.

I’m pretty sure these butterflies in the Museum’s Butterfly Garden are doing it. I’m just basing this on some other butterflies that I saw who were being less inconspicuous with their wing positioning but they were so exposed I was embarrassed to take a photo of them.

We had the run of the Museum, too which was great, because Dee is an absolute freak for Dinosaurs and wanted to see every bit of available Dinosaur memorabilia, even when faced with the Hall of FREAKING SPARKLY DIAMONDS and [separately] Ice Cream as an alternative.

I hope Buddy didn’t accidentally wander into this room.

I’m a huge Dinosaur Train fan, and I’m pretty sure Dee is too — mostly because of the awesome music, which we love to dance to, so getting to see the band play live was a huge treat.  I’ll leave you with this…my favorite song of the summer: Dinosaur A-Z.  And also check out new episodes of Dinosaur Train, starting Monday on PBS.

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