I hear Adelaide call from her soapy bath. “Want to watch me hold my breath underwater?”
I walk over to the bathtub where Adelaide is plugging her nose and bobbing down into the water, swimming back and forth in a tub that is only about as long as she is tall.
“I’m practicing holding my breath!” she says. “That way, the next time I’m in the pool with Daddy and he says ‘I love you’ underwater, I’ll be able to stay down long enough to hear him.”