Dinosaur identification. It's all about the arms.
The Kid: My teeth aren't sharp enough to eat anybody. And I don't have any claws. And my arms are big.
Me: Maybe you're not a sharp tooth?
The Kid: Oh, I am a sharp tooth. I'm a nice sharp tooth....With big arms.
The Land Before Time has messed him up for life.
The Kid: I miss Mommy. I hope she isn't being eaten by a dinosaur.
No, really, it has. But at least I'll be well protected.
The Kid: Why did Littlefoot's mama die?
Me: Oh honey....well, the sharp tooth just got her.
The Kid: Don't worry. If a sharp tooth ever came after you, I would bite him and claw him with my claws. I would bite him and I would claw him! RAWR!