Thoughts of Dinosaurs and Sick People

This post is dedicated to Lorenzo

I'm thinking about my skishy dinosaurs. And I'm thinking about other people- like my new cousins AJ, Hollis, and Ty, and my friend Lorenzo and his girl baby Clay. Lorenzo's favorite color is black, like my favorite color. But black is not a color at all. Black is just no white.

I'm also thinking about sick people like Dus-E-Boy. It's good to think of others because you can't just think about yourself all the time. I can't say "hostipal" right. Maybe when I turn 5 I can say it right. Hostipals just have things like blood-pushers and shots and sick people like Dus-E-boy.

This is a picture of a ornithalestes.

I don't ever want to get obetes. I don't like shots at all. You get obetes if it's in your DIN- that's strings in your body.

[Dad's Note: "DIN strings" = DNA Strands. Not sure where he picked that up. Per earlier posts, Dus-E-Boy (uncle Dustin) was diagnosed with diabetes recently. Apparantly Bridger thinks he now lives in the "hostipal."]