Wren participated as a control subject in another study at dad's work. This time her body composition was being studied, lots of measuring and weighing. She started off in a pretty good mood, happy to see dad and be oohed at by his coworkers. Then she was stripped down to the buff in order to be weighed, and was not so thrilled. Then she was put into this "peapod" machine in a little drawer to check her body composition. She had to wear a funny black hat (that gangsta style she loves) in order to keep her hair and static from screwing up the results. It was warm and cozy in the drawer and she alternated from being comfy and intrigued, to angry, crying and thrashing around. She kept bonking her head on the sides of the drawer. It might have been harder on me than on her, I'm getting a little tired of watching my baby be put into weird pods and crying. I think dad owes us both, but he only said she is enrolled in another study next month....
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