Dinosaur Park

This is what happens when you don't have a life. A two year old can make plans for you. Logan woke up Friday morning and announced to his dad it was a Grandma Ottley day and they were going to see the dinosaurs. When Grandma got that phone call, it was decided this was a great idea and I got the call to tag along. I don't know what happened as far as bravery and my nephews, but one cannot call them the bravest in the bunch, but this was his idea so we decided we had to go. Off to the Ogden Dinosaur Park. You could tell he was nervous at many of the places, but he was a trouper.

I was trying to get a picture just of him, but he'd follow me when ever I backed up. So Grandpa stepped in to help us out.

I just thought this dinosaur was hilarious. It's old and the "skin" is baggy and it's toothless. Logan thought this one might be safe. Plus it didn't make any noises at him.

Every picture he would lean to the right. I don't quite know why, but at least he didn't run away.

This was pure torture for him! He is a very neat and tidy little boy and being bare foot in the sand did not go over well with him. This lasted all of about two seconds before he was done.

He found two favorite things in the gift shop. This giant stuffed woolly mammoth or mastodon or whatever it is. He attempted to carry it around, but it was bigger than him. The other was someones baby. He just followed it around and stared. I would have gotten a picture of that, but didn't want to push my luck with the total strangers he was stalking.

It really was a fun day. I'm glad they let me tag along and enjoy it with them.