My daughter always has an experiment or demonstration going on. Always.
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| (Food coloring in vinegar, water, and baking soda) |
She used to label what was going on so we would know not to touch whatever she had in the works. Anymore, though, she just folds an index card in half, writes "science" on it, and we know to leave it alone.
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| (Preparing a slide for the microscope) |
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| (Using yeast to blow up a balloon) |
Sometimes she tells me what she's up to. Other times she just approaches me, yardstick in one hand, rubber bands in the other, and asks me where the duct tape is. Or if we have any yeast.
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| (Shoeboxes are as valuable as gold. Not sure what she does with them.) |
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| (Either magnetizing a nail or making a compass) |
She will tell me she doesn't like science. "Are we
done yet? I want to
do something. I have to check something out"
... you know, with a microscope
or in the mud.
Nothing science-y, of course. :)
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