So last week we took Aiden to the Dino Park in Ogden and this has been by far my favorite discovery of the summer (thanks Alicia)! I think Scott and I had just as much fun as Aiden. I told Aiden a few days ahead that we were going to go to the Dinosaur Park and he would say, "I don't want to go to a dinosaur museum.... I want to go to a dinosaur park!"









I have to say, there were signs everywhere telling you not to touch the dinosaurs; but, usually if my tentative little Aiden has any desire to do something out of his comfort zone I agree unconditionally. So, after pushing him into a near-panic attack with the robotic dinosaurs inside, he actually asked to touch the exhibits outside and I was all, "I won't tell if you don't!" And then we took a picture to document his bravery.



They also had a pretty cool playground and an archaeological dig which we only stayed at for a few minutes cause sticky, sweaty boy and sand don't mix in my book; and because Aiden didn't have the proper tools: digger, dump truck, and tractor.



Everywhere in the background noise you could hear dinosaurs calling and roaring. Aiden was pretty nervous until we told him the dinos were just talking to each other. Then we told him they were talking to him. And Scott and I hi-fived our hilarity as Aiden trotted off to the playground after we told him the dinosaurs were telling him to go slide. Man, up top!