The moment Isaac walked in the door from school today he started telling me he was bored. "How can that be?!" I asked out loud. I tried wrestling with him. He said that wasn't any fun, although I did note that he could not stop laughing. Maybe he was surprised at my good wrestling moves. I also suggested that we just hug each other all afternoon. He didn't go for that either. Man! Where's the love?
We finally agreed to make play-dough. Then, of course, we had to play with it.
We finally agreed to make play-dough. Then, of course, we had to play with it.
According to Grandma, this stuff is better than the store bought kind. It comes out of clothes much easier. This was proven today after Isaac decided to start making different impressions in his flatten play-dough. His fun ended when he got the "not so great" idea to sit on the play-dough (such a boy). I nearly, as they say, "had a cow". Wouldn't you if your kid had half a cup of play dough stuck to his bum? Well, you would if you were me and your son had to wear khakis to school every day. Who ever thought that khakis would be great for a school uniform definitely did not have a six year old boy.
...Anyway, also according to grandma this play dough is especially great because it is edible. I think it's great because it brings families together almost as well as the iphone.
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I might add to Grandma's comments that it may be edible, but it sure doesn't taste good. I know from experience.
Grandma is right that stuff is awesome because YES it does come out of clothes. And just so you know its also a three year old girl thing to sit on play do!
I'm making playdough today!:)
Haha Quinn. This is the same old stuff my mom used to make too. It's great stuff.
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