Science book

Rhys is writing a science book! He just took a pice of paper of mine and wrote "do camels have eyes. p 66.

Humidifier Fears

Rhys has a nasty cough.  Not constant, but occasional, and it's been going on for over a week.  We called the doctor, who said, "No need to bring him in just yet, but do put a humidifier in his room at night."

So, the humidifier.  We have a spiffy flashy high-tech ultrasonic humidifier with an asymmetrical blue tank, all but silent. 

I'm not a totally stupid parent.  I sat down with Rhys, filled the humidifier up, turned it on, and let him watch it for a while before bedtime.

Then, bedtime.  Rhys was, predictably, concerned about the humidifer in his room.  We usually lie down together for about 2d14 {10 botch dice} minutes.  This time, he kept asking questions about the humidifier, and I kept on with the soothing litany of "It makes mist, so the air is easier to breathe and you don't cough so much." 

And he kept mumbling a confusing question about it: "Where's the fire?"

After a few of those, I caught on.  "Oh!  There's no fire!  It's not a HUMIDI / FIRE.  It's a HUMIDIFY / ER.  You know about the STRAIN/ER, which strains, and the TOAST/ER, which toasts?"

He said, "And the CLIP/ER, which clips?""  Smart kid!

Me: "This is a thing which humidifies.  A humidify/er."

And it took only another 2d9 minutes, and no botch, before he calmed down about it and went to sleep.