I only stepped out of our hotel room for a few minutes, trusting my husband to keep an eye on our two-year-old while they watched Shark Week. When I came back, our son was proudly standing in the middle of the room, decked out in a full child-sized scuba outfit—flippers, goggles, snorkel, air tank, the works. My husband, completely unfazed, explained that our curious little explorer had wandered into the kids’ activity room downstairs and chosen the outfit during an underwater-themed dress-up session.
What made it even more surreal was how seriously our son took it. He wore the scuba gear all day—through lunch, nap time, and even into the hotel lobby—fully committed to his new role as an underwater adventurer. We couldn’t stop laughing, though we were a bit baffled about how he’d managed it all by himself. Later, the hotel staff explained it had actually been a bit of a mix-up—the scuba suit had been reserved for another child from a prominent family. But seeing our son’s excitement, they let him keep it on.