19 September 2013
Enzo cleaning up toys. “How do I get myself into these situations?” Then he insists on sorting the dinosaurs into bird-hipped and lizard-hipped, a bin for each. That scheme breaks down. He sorts them into carnivores and herbivores. I pick up every single other toy. It’s time to read.
“We need to get to Wyoming and Florida as soon as possible. When we get to Wyoming you guys can just drop me off by some hills with a some pick-axes and some paint brushes. And I begin chipping away.”