My son isn't usually a drama queen. He rams his head into walls and spills himself down flights of stairs, usually jumping back up with a quick "I'm okay!" He isn't afraid of spiders and doesn't mind when the dog jumps on his belly or licks his face. He's even hard to discipline at times because he just doesn't care about having a toy taken away (unless I put it in the garbage) or having to sit in time out (unless I start the timer).
There are very few things that I know for sure will upset him. Every time. One of them is water. One minute drop or splash anywhere on his face, and the kid could take Kim Basinger's spot as Vicki Vale. It's ear-splitting. When he first learned to stand, he went a good six months where he refused to sit in the bath. He would only stand. He's four now and still will not lay down in the tub. Needless to say, rinsing shampoo out of his hair has always been quite the chore.
When I put my niece in the tub with him this afternoon and accidentally spilled a stream of water down her face, I froze with the anxiety of what was to come. Aaaannnnddd.... nothing. She didn't care. It was amazing. Shocking, even. So much so, that I did it again - on purpose. Still, nothing. Seriously? If I tell this girl she can't put her sucker in dog poo, she could beat out any celebrity on the planet for "best scream" if there were an academy award for such a thing, but water in her face doesn't phase her? I dumped an entire bucket of water over her head, just to see it again. Still nothing! She just... kept playing. Yes, I'm a bad Aunt-A weekly, too.
Sister, I promise, I wasn't trying to drown her. I love her!