In the Name of Science

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 Nathan recently gave us colds, and because there is very little I can give him medicinally for his cough and ear pressure, we've been spending a lot of time every day in a steamy shower. The first couple of times he was pretty chill about hanging out in the tub, but after that he became quite wiggly and wanted to escape.

What can I do to keep him in this homemade sauna? I know! We'll do science experiments.


I let the tub fill with water, then collected various things--his newborn tub, a balloon, a massage ball, an empty water bottle--so that we could see which ones float and which ones sink.

The balloon is big--do you think it will sink? Nope! It floats!

The massage ball is small--do you think it will float? Nope! It sinks!

Etc.

Nathan really got into it, and grabbed a package of toilet paper to bring over to the tub.

That's really cute, kiddo, and I appreciate your enthusiasm, but no.


It's been several days since that "science experiment", but he continues to bring various things to throw into the tub.

Dad's shoe.

A library book.

His jacket.

His dirty diaper.


I have created a little monster.

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  1. AnonymousJanuary 10, 2026 at 3:22 PM

    ♥️ A budding scientist!! 🔬🧪👨‍🔬

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