I am not going to lie. I was disappointed that it was a potential therapy inducing experience. As a parent, is there anything better than seeing excitement and joy on your child's face? Is there anything worse than scarring your child for life? When you go expecting joy and get terror, it is an epic fail.
They each got a dinosaur toy and that seemed to save the day. Nothing eases mommy guilt like buying the kids toys, right? Mason proudly showed his preschool class the picture of Buddy posing with his legs. And no one had nightmares. So disappointing, but hopefully no long term damage.