25 cent Raptor- Heck of a Deal!

This one is dedicated to a T-Rex. He is the most powerful dinosaur!

I just bought a deinonychus raptor for 25 cents! It is huge, but not as huge as the Homongous Rock or Easter Rock. It's legs are 164 long! This deinonychus must have lost his feathers because he doesn't have any. We know that deinonychus raptor has feathers because they discovered it. Oh I am so excited about this raptor!

Dadda always wants to talk to momma on the phone when he's at work. He says it's because momma is his friend. I told him that momma isn't his friend, she's his wife.

I want to give something to that little girl's family for her but I don't know what I will give her. Probably this guy that's blue and squishy. He kind of scares me but maybe he won't scare her. And maybe dadda can give her one of his special planes.

[Dad's Note: Paleontologists uncovered a group of deinonychus bones near Bridger, Montana in 1964. This and other more recent finds indicate that this dino was covered in feathers. Most children's books, however, portray them without feathers, much to Bridger's chagrin.

The "Homongous Rock" is actually Black Rock, a small island in the Great Salt Lake. "Easter Rock" is actually Adobe Rock, a large limestone outcropping on the west bench of the Oquirrh Mountains.]

My Brother Is Famous!

This one is for JJ.

Coulter had a race yesterday, a crawling race. The lady says "Ready, set, go!" and the momma's put the babies down and they race. Coulter won his first race. Me and West was cheering for him to go fast and he did go fast and won. They put him on the TV. Now Coulter is famous. But some poor people maybe don't have TV's, so it's a good thing I'm putting this in my blog.

At church they blessed momma. It was the bishop and the bishop's friend and Chad. Now momma has the priesthood.

[Dad's Note: To clarify, momma was called as the nursery leader in our ward and was set apart today after church (more of a blessing than a giving of the priesthood). Video highlights of Coulter's baby derby here.]

Skeletons Can't Lay Eggs

This one is for Sami's Mom. I never gived one to her yet. I like her because she takes good care of me when I'm there.

I have a dinosaur that goes to a set. It's a very cool set called Dino March. And it has a skeleton dinosaur that lays an egg. There is a picture on it with words that say "Dino March." But skeletons can't lay eggs. First the skeleton was alive but he finally got the egg out and suddenly he was bones.

Today we went to Destiny's house and remembered her. She went to Jesus. I love that little girl. There was candles and toys and pink feathers at her house. I could bring her flowers and a note so her family will feel better.

Goodbye Toenail

This one is for Sami because I know Sami would think this is cool-

I have a hurt toe and my toenail is coming off it. Just a second, I’m going to see if it already came off. It did! It fell off by itself! And there’s not even any guts! I hope it’s not down the drain. When things go down the drain they go to the ocean. But I don’t know for sure because I never been down the drain. Maybe it goes to the big water by our house.

Did you know there is more water than land on this world? Did you know that the world is a ball and it can spin? I always hope we don't fall off, but I know Jesus won't let us fall off.

I'm thinking about the Dinosaur Mountain longneck right now. Here is a cool picture of that longneck.

Blood, Toenails, and Ukuleles

This one is for Nick in Tescas. Sometimes I don't remember who he is, but he's a good guy.

This is a picture of the whole set of combosauruses from McDonalds.

My toenail is coming off, see? I can pull it up and down and the only way to make it better is to rip it off. I don't mind if it hurts on my toenail. I just hope I don’t bleed again out of my mouth because I don’t want to get those needles because they hurt so bad. Shoot, they hurt. They feel like a shot. I don’t want to pour blood again.

I found a praying mantis that was killed already. I got a stick and ripped it to shreds because praying mantis is a bad bug. A praying mantis bit my dadda once. That's why I ripped it to shreds. Except I think maybe it was a katydid, not a praying mantis. Hmm..that would not be good.

When it's my birthday I will ask for a ukulele like dadda's. A real one, not a toy. I already have a toy ukulele that plays cool songs.

Mr. Money Wishes Upon A Star

This one is for Grammy Darla

I got a credit card in the mail! A credit card means you can buy whatever you want! You can buy anything and you don't even have to pay any money! I got that credit card for my birthday. I buyed a parasaurolophus with it.

Do you know what I wish I could buy? A combosaurus like Tiffy has. It's a McDonalds combo that turns into a pteradactyl. I just wished for one of those on a star. Twinkle twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are. Up above the world so high, like a diamond in the sky. I wish I may have a combo that turns into a pteradactyl. When you wish for things, do they come in the night while you're sleeping?

WESTON'S ONE-LINER OF THE DAY: I am the bestest kid I ever saw!

[Dad's Note: Oh my. Ok, first the "credit card." Bridger's birthday is coming up and Toys-R-Us sent him a gift card for $3 in-store credit. He put it toward the purchase of the parasaurolophus. When the clerk went to discard the drained gift card, Bridger said "Uh, could I get my credit card back?"

As for the "combosaurus," this is a McDonalds Happy Meal toy from 1990. It is a pancake container that transforms into a pteradactyl. Tiff still has one of these kicking around her house and Bridger fell in love with it and consequently wished for it upon a star.]

Don't Stereotype Diplodocus!

This one is for McCall.

I can eat food that's not too hard, like chickies. And the red dip didn't even burn my throat today but it did burn my lips because I just peeled some dead skin off my lips.

I'm thinking about a diplodocus right now. He had powerful legs so he could walk through water to find water plants to eat. Diplodocus had a very small brain and some paleontologists say that means they are the dumbest dinosaur, but just because he has a small brain doesn't mean he was dumb. I seed on my dinosaur book that t-rex was a smart hunter. Hunting means catch other dinosaurs to eat them. T-Rex's brain was little and he was smart so that means diplodocus can be smart even if his brain was small.

I'm wearing 3 watches right now. I found a dinosaur watch in a bag that kind of looked like momma's purse. It's the watch that Tammy gave me for Christmas. I didn't forget it. I always remembered it. It has a t-rex head on it.

[Dad's Note: Red dip = ketchup. Chickies (chicken nuggets) with red dip has been a staple in our household since Bridger came off the bottle. He has missed his chickies dearly the last two weeks, and is grateful to be consuming them again.]

The Girl Is With Jesus

That lost girl is with Jesus now. A bad guy killed her. Jesus will take good care of her. Jesus should have just destroyed the bad guy first, then the girl could just be home. Why didn't Jesus do that? That's a tough one.

Maybe a soldier should kill the bad guy that killed the girl. Maybe he will win him. Win him means beat him if they fight. The good guys will always win, because Jesus and the dinosaurs are on their side.

[Dad's Note: The body of Destiny Norton ( ksl.com )was found tonight in the basement of a home in her neighborhood. Had Bridger not been so concerned about this girl, we may not have given him the bad news. But he was very concerned about her and by telling him what happened, we can help him understand the very real dangers that kids face.]

Spinosaurus and His Technicolor Dreamcoat

This one is for Grace. She gived a wonderful talk in church.

This is a picture of a great dinosaur- a spinosaurus. I painted it myself!

Kiona burned her finger on something and it peeled some of her skin off. She showed me at church. Kiona is in my primary class at church. She's funny. I wonder if she likes dinosaurs. I never asked her that. I'll ask her the next time I see her. Sunday is church day.

I'm looking at the dinosaurs that go to dinosaur mountain. I have too much dinosaurs to count. I still need Mega T-Rex though. Did you know that you can spend moneys on the ‘puter? Momma does it all the time. She just looks at the ‘puter and pushes buttons all the time. I think she’s paying bills.

Dino of the Day: Metriacanthosaurus

This one is for Carlee-Barley.

I’m pretending I’m a metriacanthosaurus. They look like a t-rex. They are fierce meateaters and they lived in the Jurassic time. That means millions and millions of years ago. He kind of looks like a t-rex and a spinosaurus but he doesn't have a fan.

Dus-E-Boy got me a dinosaur book when I was in the hostipal that you listen to the CD and read the book. You turn the page when you hear the giant dinosaur stomp! I could listen to that over and over and over and over.

WESTON'S TWO CENTS: I am faster than fast. I am Lightening MqQueen.

Baby Spinosaurus and Melting Cookies

This one is for my dadda because it used to be his birthday.

My dinosaurs choosed to live in a cowboy house. Isn’t it funny that someone would just choose a cowboy house to live in? But that’s what they choosed. Do you know how far the spinosaurus can jump? All the way to Tescas! He has strong enough legs that he could jump real far. This is a picture of a teeny baby spinosaurus that didn’t grow its spine yet. I drawed it for my dadda for his birthday.

We picked out a good cake for dadda's birthday because that was the best cake I ever had. I tried the cake and it tasted so yummy! I really enjoyed it. The frosting doesn’t taste as good as the cake though. I'm only supposed to eat the frosting, not the cake. The frosting on West’s cake tasted better than the frosting on dadda’s cake. I found out how I can eat cookies and fries. I can melt them. I just suck them and they get soft so I can swallow them.

Happy Birthday Dadda!

This one is for Gammy.

I wish I could eat food. When my tonsils were still in I could eat chickies. Dadda, I just want to smell that meat, ok? I can't eat food because it will hurt my throat and make me throw up blood.

Today is Dadda's birthday. He is old. I don't remember how old he is. I'm just not very smart any more. We got Dadda a cake from Wal-Mart and I bought him some cool creatures. I drawed him pictures of a baby daspletosaurus and a baby dilophosaurus that came out of their eggs.

Wal-Mart is my favorite store. Do you know why? Because it has more toys than other stores and because it doesn't close at dark-time.

[Dad's Note: Bridger is still feeling the effects of the anesthesia and pain medication, so he's not quite himself yet. He has trouble remembering things when his medicine kicks in and it troubles him greatly.]

I Almost Went To Jesus

I almost goed to Jesus last night. My throat hurt and I started throwing up warm blood. Then I went in the ambulance. I don't remember anything about that. Then I went on the helicopter. It was loud and I could see out the window. The mountains were going by out that window. They were talking to me in the helicopter but I don't remember what they said.

They gave me a few pokes and put blood-pushers in my hand and my foot. Then they just choked me 3 times. I didn't like all those wires in me but I had a dinosaur bandaid. There was a red light on my toe like E.T., only it's not like E.T. because he has a red light in his finger, not his toe. I have three bandaids- a blue crayon one and a crazy one and a 'Merican flag one.

I won't live in the hospital because I don't have obetes like Dustin. I can't eat anything! Poor, poor Bridger. I think I'm going to die!

WESTON'S THOUGHTS: They is fixing Momma's car. Maybe they is puttin' numbers on it to make it go fast! They should put '45' on it.

[Dad's Note: Bridger was released earlier today and is doing well, but he doesn't seem to understand what it means to "take it easy." His pain medicine puts him in a daze, but it no longer makes him drowsy. So instead of being dazed and sleepy, he's more like a dazed Energizer bunny. Much to his frustration, he is on a liquid/soft diet- which means he can't eat "real food."

Though this whole experience has been a huge drain on him, he is definately 100% better than he was yesterday. Thank you for the prayers and kind words. Thanks also to the paramedics and the nurses and doctors at Primary Children's Medical Center who did a remarkable job.]

A Rough Day

[Dad's Note: Bridger will not be posting tonight as he is in the hospital. His tonsil wounds began to hemorrhage earlier today. He lost over a pint of blood and lost consciousness, and was flown by Life Flight to the hospital in Salt Lake City. There, they stabilized him and took him into surgery to cauterize the bleeds. He is currently stable and recovering, but will spend the night at the hospital. If all is well, he will be able to return home tomorrow.

We would appreciate it if you would please keep him in your prayers.]

We Need To Find That Poor Girl

This one is for that girl who is lost.

Did you know there is a little girl that is lost? I seed it on TV. She is 5. She's missing and somebody took her. I'm very worried about that little girl. Has anybody seen her? Heavenly Father, please help that girl get home and please destroy the bad guy who took her.

The TV is showing everybody that she's lost, but maybe some poor people don't have a TV so I should put it on my blog. I drawed a picture of her so people will know what she looks like.

[Dad's Note: The lost girl is 5 yr. old Destiny Norton, missing in the Liberty Park area of Salt Lake. Info here. Bridger has been worried sick about her all day.]

Mountains, Fire, and a Dead Fish Named Carlos

This one is for Tiff.

I feel a weird feeling in my throat. It tastes like brown boogers. The pink medicine is my favorite. I don't like the orange medicine because it tastes horrible. Did you know that the priesthood isn't magic? Magic is not real but priesthood is real power.

WESTON INTERJECTS: I need medicine. I am sick. I get the freestood too.

BRIDGER CONTINUES: We goed fishing and my dadda killed a deer. I was sleeping so I don't remember that. I asked dadda if he went and checked to make sure the deer was ok but he said no. That isn't like a gentleman.

I catched 3 fishes! We just ripped their guts out and cut their heads off and cooked them up. I like eating fish! I like to sit by the fire and tell scary stories like about when Dadda found the spider in Tescas. But I don't like pirates. They are scary and bad guys.

I found a dead fish at fishing. I wonder how he got dead. I named him Carlos.

Goodbye Bambi, Goodbye Car

[Dad's Note: We went fishing today at Mirror Lake, and on the way back down the canyon tonight a deer darted out in front of us. I slammed on the breaks and hit it head-on. The deer flew about 20 feet then skidded and rolled for about another 20. It must have been a deer party night, because on the way to pick up our wrecked car, the wrecker hit a deer himself.

Bridger and his little brothers were sleeping when it happened, and while it probably totalled our vehicle, the boys never woke up. In fact, we had the car towed, found a ride back home and put them to bed without them so much as cracking an eyelid.

So tomorrow we have to explain to the boys why we no longer have mom's car. I'm not sure if we'll mention killing Bambi's Mom.

We had planned on getting home in time for Bridger to write a post, but this incident delayed us several hours. So, for the first time since the beginning of this blog, there are no words of wisdom from our dinosaur boy tonight.

What I do know is that he had planned on dedicating tonight's post to his aunt Whitney. Tune in tomorrow for Bridger's regularly scheduled post.]

Thoughts on Wal-Mart and Being a Dadda

This one is for Uncle T.


It's dark time now and all the stores are closing. But not Wal-Mart. That's because workers are waking up to go to work there. When it's my Dadda's birthday I will get him a dinosaur cake from Wal-Mart. When it's his birthday he will be 30. Now he has to find somebody that's 30 so he will know how to act when he turns 30.

I will not work at Wal-Mart when I grow up. Dadda sometimes works at night and it's not fun at all. He can't even watch shows and have party night. When I grow up I want to be a dadda. But daddas don't have kids out of their bellies. When I am a dadda I will still live with Momma and Dadda. Preslie will just come live here with us.

[Dad's Note: Perhaps we should change the name of this blog to theWal-MartBoy.com!]

A Letter To Alison Krauss

[Dad’s Note: Bridger is still recovering following his surgery, and is currently (and for the foreseeable future) sleeping- no doubt with visions of dinosaurs dancing in his head. We’ll let him sleep tonight. For tonight’s entry I will post a short letter Bridger wrote to bluegrass artist Alison Krauss last year.

Bridger was 3, and we had just arrived home from an Alison Krauss concert in Park City, and he wanted to write her a letter. Bridger has loved Alison’s voice since he was a baby, and this was his second time seeing her in concert. We happened to get front row seats for this concert and Bridger’s singing and dancing caught Alison’s eye several times during the performance, much to his delight. The following is the text of his letter as dictated on 8/2/05.]

This is for Alson Kauss. I love to see you, Alson Kauss. You are a good guy. Do you like dinosaurs? I’m thinking about dinosaurs right now. I think I want to ask you to go to Dinosaur Park with me. I bet you’ve never seen it before and I think you would love it. There are jungles and trails and dinosaurs that you can see and dinosaur eggs. There is even real dinosaurs there. A real triceratops and her baby and she is fighting with a baby t-rex. And maybe when we go there you can sing me special songs like you did tonight in the mountains. I even drawed a picture for you. I love you.

Love,
Bridger

[We never sent the letter because we figured it would never find its way to her. Perhaps we should anyway.]

Of Alison Krauss, Prizes, and Dinosaurs

This one is for everyone!

Do you know that today I heared Coulter singing "Ba-Ba-Ba, Ba-Barbara Ann?" That's a great song but my favorite song is the Dumbo song that Alison Krauss sings. This is a picture of Alison Krauss with her violin.

Stephy came to my house today and gave me prizes because my throat hurts. She gave me 3 cool dinosaurs and a brand new grabber. And Will and Jen and Tiff came too. Gammy gave me a dimetrodon and a spike and a styrachosaurus and cool dinosaur jacks.

I miss The Kids but I miss my dadda even more. I will stay awake 164 so I'll be awake when he gets home. I will show my special dinosaur book to dadda. The one that Coulter ripped the page out of.

There are 164 dinosaurs that lived. Did you know that there are dinosaurs the paleontologists haven't even found yet? I hope they find them soon.

[Bridger's little brother Weston takes over for Bridger, who's pain medicine seems to have just kicked in.]

I help Bridger do his blog because I love to. Because Bridger got sick and he took medicine. I don't feel really sick so I will help do his blog. I want to write about I love spinosauruses. They name is Ripper. I love Lightning McQueen because he's red. I like red. I have itchies all on me and I can't get them off me .

Goodbye, Tonsils!

This one is for sweet, sweet Lisa because she gave me freezing ice cream when I got my tonsils out.

I got my tonsils out today! Jesus helped me in that surgery, but now he needs to help me get the hurt out of my throat. I'm talking weird. I didn't used to talk like this. They put me on a bed and made me go to sleep. How did they do that? When I woke up I told my mom I was too tired. I really liked that first doctor that was a girl that was way old. She checked my blood pressure.

You can tell if a dinosaur is a fast runner if you look at his legs. If he has long shin bone he can run fast, like the ornitholestes. T-rex did not run fast because his slow bone was bigger than his fast bone.

[Dad's Note: Generally, if the shin bone is longer than the thigh bone, the dinosaur was a fast runner. T-rex's thigh bone is bigger than his shin bone, which indicates that he probably couldn't run fast.]

Tonsil Day Tomorrow

This one is for Dustin who lives in the hostipal because he has obetes.

Tomorrow they will take my tonsils out because they are too big. And they make me not sleep good. I have to wait 20 minutes to go to sleep. They will put me to sleep when they take my tonsils out but I wish they could just do it when I am awake so I can see them.

When they put me to sleep I will dream about dinosaurs. I will dream about a daspletosaurus called "Little Das" that wanders out into the jungle alone. Maybe I will dream about Jesus too. Dinosaurs and Jesus.

When I am 8 I will get the priesthood power. It is 164 powerful! I will just bless all the poor people who never got blessed. At the hostipal party they gave me a bracelet and a special hat. Shoot! I just forgetted my special hat at Gammys.

I'm thinking about Wal-Mart, about how they don't close at dark time like other stores. Why do other stores have to close? I don't know what to think about that.

UPDATE: Tiffany, my dadda read me your letter about Wal-Mart. Maybe if other stores can find good workers like Wal-Mart they won't have to close at dark time. I think those workers live at Wal-Mart.

[Dad's Note: Dustin (aka. Dus-E-Boy) only spent 3 days in the hospital, but for some reason Bridger insists he still lives there. Tonight he attended a special orientation at the hospital for kids having surgery. He's pretty excited to get his tonsils out- though we have mentioned nothing about the needles.]

Welcome to the Boneyard

This one is for my silly friend Brody.

I only go into the jungle when I tell my mom and dad first. But I forgot once, but I knew the way back. But when I was in the jungle I found bones. Dinosaur bones! They are so cool. I want everybody to know how to get to the bones. I can't even believe I found them.

There was pokies in that jungle and I was very careful when I was lifting the bones. But I got poked a little, but it didn't hurt as bad as when Weston busted my lip. A busted lip hurts way more than those pokies.

I got some pokies once when I ran across the bridge. Momma had to pull them out one, two, three. That's why I wear shoes now when I run across the bridge.

Spinosaurs and Sing-Alongs

I'm going to let Weston decide who the blog will be for today. He says it's for me!

I bought a cool spinosaurus today. It was only one dollar. I can't believe it was only one dollar! I've been finding a lot of cool stuff in my closet that I didn't even know I had! Like Weston's grabber and a cool dragon and this robot t-rex. Also a bucket of bugs. And my black dragon. Hmm..some paint is coming off him so I'll have to paint it a little. And two Buzz Lightyear guns from Disneyland and a ball with dead fishes in it. Dadda, when you write it looks like sing-alongs! I didn't know you write sing-alongs, dad!

WESTON'S 2 CENTS: I love t-rexes and spinosauruses. These are way cute jammies. I'm all McQueened up. I love lightning McQueen. I love "You Are My Sunshine" because it's a special song for my dadda. I walk on two legs.

[Dad's Note: By "sing-alongs," I assume he's comparing words appearing as they're typed to sing-along videos where the words appear on the screen one by one.]

No Saber-Tooth Tigers? I Lion Will Do

This one is for Griffin.

I just got a fierce lion at Wal-Mart. It was only 50 cents. Momma bought it for me because I did so good at Sami's. I was a gentleman and minded my manners. I got that lion so it could fight with my dinosaurs. They have to fight because having things fight is much funner than not having any fights.

Lions didn't live in the time of the dinosaurs, but Wal-Mart didn't have any saber-tooth tigers. When they fight, the dinosaurs will win because dinosaurs are the most powerful creatures to ever walk the earth. Any dinosaur could beat a lion. I don't like Simba the Lion King or Timon and Pumba. I just like their songs.

Did you know that Wal-Mart never closes? Why do other stores close when it's dark time but Wal-Mart doesn't?

Disappointed At Coulter

This one is for the dinosaurs!

I'm watching Leroy & Stitch right now. Coulter is sad because I'm very disappointed in him because he ripped a page out of my dinosaur book. Weston would never do that, so I know it was Coulter. It is my special book with dinosaurs that just crack me up. That book is 164 special to me.

Coulter is sick. He has another bad fever. I said a special prayer for him. I said "Please bless Coulter because he is so sick." I know Jesus will help him now.

But just cause he's sick doesn't mean he had to rip the page out of my special dinosaur book. I need to show that book to dadda. The dinosaurs in it are very funny and he'll laugh. I love Coulter, so I won't be disappointed at him any more.

[Dad's Note: Ok, two things are becoming very apparent- Bridger really likes Leroy & Stitch and is obsessed with the number 164. Actually he's been really interested in numbers lately and tries to associate a number with everything. It could have something to do with a developing child's natural interest in quantifying things. It could also have something to do with the numbered "experiments" in Disney's Lilo & Stitch franchise. Either way, it's pretty hilarious.]

I Am Experiment 164

This one is for Coulter.

I watched Leroy & Stitch today 4 times. It has all the experiments in it. There is one that has pokies inside him and he can spread the pokies at the bad guys. The soldiers keep America safe from bad guys. The soldiers are in America somewhere.
I will tell you what experiments are in Leroy & Stitch so that people who didn't get to see it will know. There is one that looks like a stop light. And one can stretch very long. And there is an experiment that could shave everything. Jumba makes the experiments. He just has a little tank and he pushes that down and it makes the experiment real.

I am experiment 164. I have scripture power. It keeps me safe from sin. Scripture power is the power to win. I get it from the scriptures cause they are about Jesus and all the other good guys. I sometimes wonder why Jesus didn't give the Holy Ghost a body. If the Holy Ghost had a body he would look a little like the people on earth.

Happy America Day

This one is for Momma.

This is a picture of me and my cousin AJ at camping. I don't even mind if he dumped my dump truck out because he's a good guy.

It's my momma's birthday! I gave her a lot of surprises. I gave her a heart and a kiss and a hug and a flower. I also gave her a garbage truck because she just cleans up messes all day. I love my momma. Now she is the same age as dadda. That means she needs to start acting like dadda. Like be silly like dadda, be mad sometimes like dadda, not clean up messes all day like dadda.

It's also America day. There was a war, and they fight and fight and fight, but the Americans won. On America day we watch fireworks because it reminds you that they did a war. There is different kinds of fireworks, like rooster ones. The firework flowers you throw up and they explode!

WESTON'S COMMENTARY: Lightning McQueen is the fastest car. He is way fast. He is a Chevy.

Just Back From Camping!

We just got back from camping! That cat was lost but I didn't go in the jungle to find it because I knew my mom and dad would be looking for me. This is a picture of me holding pleiosaur bones that I found. I found a lot of dinosaur bones at camping. I found them in the jungle. I will never forget those bones.

[Dad's Note: Bridger didn't have a lot to say tonight, as he barely returned home from a 4-day camping trip and is quite exhausted (he wrote the last few blogs the day before he left). The bones pictured are not those of a pleiosaur, but more likely the remains of a "cowosaurus." Don't tell Bridger!]

Ode To Spam

This one is for Simmy and everybody who lives with him.

Mmm...Spam. That's what I'm talkin' about!

My favorite song is the one about Spam, but it's not a song but it has a song in it. The lady says "Spam, eggs, bacon, and Spam." "But I don't like Spam!" "I'll have your Spam then. I love it. Spam Spam Spam Spam Spam!"

Spam is a kind of meat that you cook on a fryer. I love it soooo much. You can’t roast spam like a marshmallow cause it will catch on fire. Dadda, why has it been so long since we had Spam?

[Dad's Note: The song Bridger is talking about is Monty Python's famous Spam parody.]

Thoughts of Camping And Food

When we’re at camping I get some big marshmallows. I’m going to roast them. I’m so excited to go camping and play dinosaurs, hike, and climb up a mountain like a dinosaur. Raptors climb fast up mountains. Tammy won’t be camping. Everybody I know will be camping but Tammy. I have a lot of stuff that’s my favorite food- like sandwiches, roof tarts, sweet chocolick, chicken bones, round meats in wrappers, round red candy pizza, and chocolick milk. When we’re camping we will eat candy. But candy makes you fat but it’s sweet. It has sugar in it. Sugar is bad. But candy tastes sooo good. Mmm…this sandwich tastes like candy.

[Dad’s Note: Roof Tarts = Pop Tarts; round meats in wrappers = Slim Jims; red round candy = pepperoni. Bridger has always pronounced “chocolate” – “chocolick.” It would probably be responsible for me to correct him on some of these words, but some are just way to entertaining to ruin.]