Chapter 123 Measurement (2)
Alina paused, then smiled. "That’s a great question. Yes, we can! That’s called measuring volume."
"But only when it’s not running away," Boo added, flopping onto the rug. "Water always escapes. I tried to catch it once. Failed."
Alina chuckled and glanced at the clock. They had about ten minutes left.
"Okay, last activity. I want you all to look around the room and pick one thing you could measure. Length, height, width, or weight. Anything simple. And no, Felix, not someone’s snack."
Felix looked disappointed. "But I already calculated who’s hiding the biggest cookie stash."
"Let it go," Vlad jr. muttered. "Not everything is about food."
"Lies," Drake said dramatically, collapsing across his desk like he was made of noodles.
"Don’t be lazy, sweetheart! Everyone, start measuring!" Alina said cheerfully, clapping her hands like a soft bell chime.
One by one, the babies got up from their chairs.
Some stretched like sleepy kittens, others grumbled like tiny old men dragged out of a nap. But soon, the room filled with the light shuffle of little shoes, dragging chairs, and whispered debates about what was "easiest to measure without doing too much."
Drake dramatically grabbed a chalk piece and walked with intense focus toward the corner bookshelf. "I’m going to measure this tower—because if I climb it and fall, you’ll have to carry me like a dragon prince."
"No one is carrying you," Luna muttered without looking up, holding a book above her head as if checking its height against her own. "I’m measuring this book. It’s thicker than my patience."