Michael wanted to spend the afternoon with his friends at the skateboard park, but instead he was stuck entertaining his seven-year-old nephew Danny. Danny has the attention span of a flea, Michael thought with annoyance. How was he going to survive keeping the kid busy for six long hours? He'd have to improvise—maybe a half-hour of board games, and then bribe him with the promise of building skyscrapers out of Legos for a while. Was there anything on TV they could watch together? What was the most boring DVD in the house? Maybe he could encourage the boy to fall asleep if the movie was sufficiently dull.
"Uncle Mikey," Danny said, tugging at his pants leg. "Can we do experiments?"
Danny couldn't stop talking about his science teacher and the experiments they got to do at school. Mike concentrated hard, reviewing an assortment of spectacular science experiments he'd gotten to do at school and camp. Astronomy was one of his favorite subjects, but there was just too much light out. He remembered enjoying building a barometer, but Danny might not understand what it was. Maybe they could make a batch of slime! He checked that the box of Borax was still above the washing machine, and he knew that he had a bottle of glue in his backpack. Now all they needed was food coloring, and he was confident that his mom had some in the pantry.
"Okay, Danny," he said, beginning to spread old newspapers over the kitchen table and efficiently gathering the ingredients he needed. "We're going to do an experiment, but you've got to promise not to make a mess. Can you do that?"
Danny nodded his head vigorously.
Mike waved his hands and made a weird scientist kind of face. "Danny, we're going to make slime. It's really disgusting but fun." He pulled on a pair of disposable rubber gloves and handed a pair to his nephew. "This is so you don't get any food coloring on your hands." He let Danny pour some water into a bowl and then add the contents of a bottle of glue. "This is the secret formula. Mix the glue and water with your hands until it is all dissolved, then squeeze it and blend it well." Mike squirted a few drops of green and yellow food coloring into the bowl and told Danny to keep mixing it with his hands. "Combine it thoroughly so we're prepared for the next step." When he felt the boy had mixed it to his satisfaction, he said, "Now, we're ready to make the slime." Mike mixed some Borax laundry powder into a cup of water, saying, "Watch this!" He

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Michael wanted to spend the afternoon with his friends at the skateboard park, but instead he was stuck entertaining his seven-year-old nephew Danny. Danny has the attention span of a flea, Michael thought with annoyance. How was he going to survive keeping the kid busy for six long hours? He'd have to improvise—maybe a half-hour of board games, and then bribe him with the promise of building skyscrapers out of Legos for a while. Was there anything on TV they could watch together? What was the most boring DVD in the house? Maybe he could encourage the boy to fall asleep if the movie was sufficiently dull.
     "Uncle Mikey," Danny said, tugging at his pants leg. "Can we do experiments?"
     Danny couldn't stop talking about his science teacher and the experiments they got to do at school. Mike concentrated hard, reviewing an assortment of spectacular science experiments he'd gotten to do at school and camp. Astronomy was one of his favorite subjects, but there was just too much light out. He remembered enjoying building a barometer, but Danny might not understand what it was. Maybe they could make a batch of slime! He checked that the box of Borax was still above the washing machine, and he knew that he had a bottle of glue in his backpack. Now all they needed was food coloring, and he was confident that his mom had some in the pantry.
     "Okay, Danny," he said, beginning to spread old newspapers over the kitchen table and efficiently gathering the ingredients he needed. "We're going to do an experiment, but you've got to promise not to make a mess. Can you do that?"
     Danny nodded his head vigorously.
     Mike waved his hands and made a weird scientist kind of face. "Danny, we're going to make slime. It's really disgusting but fun." He pulled on a pair of disposable rubber gloves and handed a pair to his nephew. "This is so you don't get any food coloring on your hands." He let Danny pour some water into a bowl and then add the contents of a bottle of glue. "This is the secret formula. Mix the glue and water with your hands until it is all dissolved, then squeeze it and blend it well." Mike squirted a few drops of green and yellow food coloring into the bowl and told Danny to keep mixing it with his hands. "Combine it thoroughly so we're prepared for the next step." When he felt the boy had mixed it to his satisfaction, he said, "Now, we're ready to make the slime." Mike mixed some Borax laundry powder into a cup of water, saying, "Watch this!" He