Harmless Role-Playing

Boy has been having his dinosaurs and his sharks rampage through the new dollhouse. Yesterday he informed me that his T. Rex had killed one of the resident dolls by biting off her foot. (This was shortly after two of the T. Rex had ganged up on another and killed it.)

The Big Bedroom was briefly off limits this morning, as the sharks were having a meeting. I shudder to think what was on the agenda.