Imaginary entertainment...at Foodland

Leaning dramatically on the cart,
head bowed and resting against his hands
(at the cash)
"Mama, today was a sad day.
Uncle Moo died.
He was part of our real family
not part of imaginary daddy's family
our real one
and now he is dead.
It's so sad."

The line is quiet,
the cashier has stopped processing the food...
I guess the beeping was drowning out the dramatic display.
The grandma behind us leans in for effect.

Me:
Uncle Moo?  Dead?  How could that be?

"Well mama, Uncle Moo is a palaeontologist you know.
He was at a dig.  He was digging up a T-rex.
Then the fossil came to life.
Uncle Moo shouted 'run for your life'
but it was too late.
The t-rex took a bite.
A big bite.
His teeth are 6 long (that's inches for those not in the know)"

Me:
poor Uncle Moo.  Eaten by a fossil.  That is terrible.

"It gets terrible-er mama.
T-rex said BLEH.
Spit Uncle Moo right out!
Uncle moo had hair!
T-rex only likes to eat creatures with no hair.
Like reptiles.
So he is dead but not eaten.
And t-rex turned back into a fossil.
Now Uncle Moo will turn into a fossil too!
I'm so sad about this mama.

Me:
So am I sweetie.  So am I.