Peace, order, and one more green lizard on the shelf
We haven’t actually played with these dinosaurs for a while. It all started with the T-Rex, then came the Raptor, and later some weird glowing dragon. The kids used to run missions, build pillow forts, and draw battle plans. That was before YouTube and cardboard boxes became more exciting.
And then I saw the Dino Wars Stegosaurus while ordering shampoo and cat food. Familiar box. Discounted price. Looked like it belonged with the others. I thought, “Why not? Might as well complete the lineup.”
Delivery didn’t help the excitement
This wasn’t a birthday gift. No special occasion. Just a quiet, mid-week “add to cart” moment. The box arrived late, soggy from rain. The dinosaur inside was fine, just slightly crushed on one side — like it had also given up on life.
The kids opened it. One asked, “Don’t we already have this one?”
The other shrugged: “They all look the same now.”
And just like that, they wandered back to their tablets.
But I’m still glad I bought it
Now Stego sits proudly on the shelf, right next to his fellow battle-worn Dino Wars companions. Green, armored, cannon on his back. He walks. He lights up. He works. But he doesn’t need to. His job is to complete the aesthetic.
Honestly? I kind of like it that way. These toys are part of the house now — like fridge magnets or old holiday cards. Nobody touches them, but if they disappeared, it would feel like something was missing.
Stego is the last one.
I’m not buying any more.
Probably.
