Forget any notions about Sydney being a damsel in distress. At the Children's Museum on Saturday, she didn't budge when the dragon reared it's fire-breathing head.For some reason, Sydney, who is terrified of AJ's toy dinosaurs, has no fear of this gigantic and loud dragon. I suspect her bravery has something to do with the favorable associations she has with Dragon Tails, the characters on her swim diapers. Any time she "goes swimming" in our big bathtub, we tell her to go get her dragon pants.
To get the dragon to "wake up," you have to play a matching game that involves pushing buttons to connect which medieval character would be found in certain areas of a kingdom. Once all the buttons are lit up, the dragon slowly inflates, roaring the entire time. It stays up for maybe a minute, and then sinks back down.
Sydney stood her ground, and never took her eyes off of it. AJ generally stands in the middle of the floor and shouts, "You stay away dragon!" (Usually he does this while wearing knight garb, along with a toy wooden spoon, which is the closest thing to a sword that they have there.) Sydney, meanwhile, took a quieter approach. Pointing at the dragon with all the ferocity she could muster, she ordered, "Go sleep dragon!"
As an added bonus, we ran into our friends Avery and Reese during our visit. AJ and Avery decided they were going to be bad guys. So they let Sydney and Reese load them into the cart and haul them off to jail.
(Actually, the two older kids climbed in back and then ordered the younger two to climb in front and play along as their prison guards.)
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