While talking to Chris on Tuesday night, I learned he fractured the growth plate in his right arm when he was younger. Luckily, it healed correctly, but if it had not, he would have had one arm much shorter than the other. He asked if I would hold his short-arm hand.
Yesterday at work, we were discussing what was causing the power flickering. My hypothesis was that dinosaurs were ravaging the city of Palmer. The others did not agree. Then Rachel went with me on it, and we talked about what to do in case a dinosaur ever chased us. Should we climb a tree? Run? Play dead? Depends on the dinosaur, we decided. Then Rachel said that if it was a T-Rex, we should just stand under his feet because his little short arms would not be able to reach us.
Chris and T-Rex could be friends.
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