I'm a selfish little man who doesn't deserve anything nice. Nevertheless, when I asked my lovely wife Jennie - who certainly deserves a stronger and more excellent husband - to make a dinosaur for our Christmas tree, she dove in to the project with gusto.
Of course, our tannenbaum's newest resident can't starve while we shove jello salad, Tofurkey, and sugar cookies down our gullets. Our Spinosaurus is holding, appropriately enough, a gaily sequined fish, which is probably the fanciest thing any spino ever ate.
I think he really completes the tree, and is a reminder that joy, love, and peace are truly timeless.