Meat eating dinosaurs need hugs too.
From Evie of course! (we won’t mention that it’s a life size puppet of course that Evie’s watching at a theatre show).
Asking Evie if she has any toy stowaways on board before we leave for school is pointless. The answer will always be a hesitant and squeaky no.
Reminding her that she cant take dinosaurs to school, (no matter how small and how cute) is also pointless.
Either I have to invent a small plastic toy detector or it’s frisking time.
And it’s going to be tickly…