Now It's Dinosaurs

I stepped out into the hallway this morning at 6:30am. I almost stepped on Nathan who was balled into his blanket and cozied right up to the bookshelf. I don't know how long he had been there. I asked what he was doing. "Well, I didn't want to sleep in there. I didn't want to sleep in there with the dinosaurs." Would it have been wrong to ask if the dinosaurs would at least share lemonade their lemonade? Back to serious. I guess there were dinosaurs that were dying in a dream of his, so he slept out in the hallway.