Thursday, February 4, 2010

playdough !?!?!

Playdough is a love-hate childhood item. I love the smell of play dough and the feel in my hands. The boys will spend hours wih play dough but those hours also equal bigger clean up time, on the floor, on their clothes, maybe drug to the carpet. Why do the fun things in life have to make such a mess?
Garrett had playdough out today and enjoyed every minute of it. He has a farm set and the farmer grew hair and then he would cut it off. "He needed a haircut, Mom" But all those pieces ended up on the floor (just like a real haircut I guess) but then Garrett ended up stepping in it with socks on. That can be difficult to get out of clothes. Oh the joys!

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