I was clearing the lunch dishes today after putting C down for a nap, and I discovered a puddle of milk on the floor with two jelly beans sitting in it. The jelly beans had colored the milk, and the puddle had lovely swirls of black and green in it. Here’s the conversation that followed:
Me: M, what’s this?
M: Some milk and jelly beans.
Me: How did the milk get on the floor?
M: It spilled.
Me: If it had spilled there would be a puddle on the table and milk dripping down the tablecloth.
M: I kinda poured it out.
Me: I see. Why?
M: I needed to do an experiment.
Later on when I was getting C dressed in her pajamas, I found a straw hat that came with a stuffed bear. The hat had been partially unwound and bits of straw were laying on the floor. After some implications that a friend who’d come over to play had taken the hat apart, M confessed to having done it herself and once again the reasoning was “I needed to do an experiment.”
I’m thrilled that M often refers to herself as a scientist but I’m daunted by the prospect of more such impromptu experiments, especially ones that aren’t so benign as these. I think this is a sign that I need to get around to doing more of the experiments we’ve talked about doing together! I’ll try to share what we do over the next few weeks.