Emma's favorite part of the whole car show was Robosaurus. We were standing along the railing on the side of the demonstration area, and ended up being less than 30 feet from this fire-breathing maniac. I'm sure some of you have heard of him, but in case you haven't, here's a rundown of his act.
Robosaurus picking up a helpless little Saturn.
(What'd this car ever do to him?)
Robosaurus having a little afternoon snack.
Robosaurus likes his metal extra-crispy.
The aftermath. Apparently Robosaurus' mother never taught him to clean up after himself. The fire department had to take care of his mess.
Emma screamed with fright/excitement the whole time. She kept saying how scared she was, but was peeking through her fingers to catch every moment. She's an adrenaline junkie like her mama.
I was holding Frank while he was sitting on the railing in front of me. He was shaking, but I thought it was because he was wobbling sitting on the fence. Not so. He was such a little trooper being face to face with that monster. He was watching with fascination but was apparently terrified. He literally quivered for 20 minutes afterward. Poor little guy!
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We looked up Robosaurus on Youtube and watched it do it's thing. Mason was impressed.
That car Emma liked is tooo perfect for her.
Love ya! Tahna
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