I checked out a dinosaur book from the library last week, and now I’m convinced there are dinosaur bones buried somewhere in my backyard.
I started “excavating” yesterday with a garden shovel and a spaghetti strainer because it looked scientific. So far I’ve uncovered two suspicious rocks, half a toy truck, and something my dad insists is just a tree root. Personally, I think it could be part of a dinosaur tail.
I’ve also started referring to the backyard as “the dig site,” which my neighbors seem concerned about.
Should I continue my important fossil research, or is it possible I’ve gotten slightly too invested in dinosaurs?
Sincerely,
Future Backyard Paleontologist
Dear Future Paleontologist,
This is a very common side effect of reading a really good dinosaur book. One minute you’re learning about fossils, and the next you’re inspecting every oddly shaped rock like it belongs in a museum.
The good news is that curiosity is exactly where great discoveries begin. Even if your backyard turns out to contain more tree roots than dinosaurs, your imagination is already doing important work.
So keep reading, keep exploring, and maybe avoid digging up the entire yard. The library shelves are full of prehistoric adventures waiting to be discovered.
Excavating answers daily,
Dear Bookworm