six a.m. Clayton & I are the only ones up. The day is starting. I made a mistake in asking Clayton how he slept. Instead of the traditional good or fine I get a not so good. Of course I worriedly ask why?
It seems a dinosaur was chasing him and he was calling for his Mom & Dad but they weren't there so they didn't come. Poor Clayton ran and ran until he ran into a wall and the dinosaur ate him and he woke up.
I suggested that dinosaurs are leaf eaters but he informed me it was a Tyranisaurus Rex and they eat meat.
More info to come as the weekend unfolds I'm sure.