The dude and I are spending some quality time together this week while school is out. Bored with our usual television options we did some channel surfing and happily discovered Dinosaur Train. Not only was the episode all about dino poop (A big topic around here as we make the transition to all big boy underpants, all the time. Well, people poo, but still.), but it had a subtle little touch that was extra pleasing to our multi-hued family.
The last little baby was a different size,
with teeth and a tail and big green eyes.
He didn’t look anything like the rest,
and asked “What am I doing in a Pteranodon nest?”
But dear old Mrs. Pteranodon said “This is your family and I’m your mom.”
You may be different, but we’re all creatures
All dinosaurs have different features.
I truly appreciate when a children’s program can incorporate positive messages about adoption and diversity without beating you over the head. It’s official. I now heart Dinosaur Train.