If you will, look closely at the molecule of dirt on my middle finger. It was floating in the tub and caused Samantha, who previously had never noticed fluff, fuzz, dirt, crumbs etc., in the bath water, to shriek with horror until the offending speck was removed. 

We had a repeat performance of hysterics over a microscopic piece of lint a few moments prior. All I can say is, I have to find a way to nip this in the bud. No way am I gonna spend her tub time scooping floaties out of the water to her satisfaction. My idea for tomorrow: a bubble bath. That should hide anything that would cause distress right?

Samantha's reaction when I took the dirt out: "Mom, that's so better. Water all clean. Thanks."