Why Play-Doh…Why?

I had the brilliant idea to surprise my children with Play-Doh.  I did not have the wonder that is molded clay when I was little. Target had a bucket of several different colors, molds, and gadgets in a set on sale.  My thought, “The girls will love this.”  My second thought, “Is this a good idea?” While both thoughts were spot on, I purchased my surprise eager to get it in the hands of my children.

The first day of Play-Doh fun was supervised by myself and my teen (Friday night).

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This was Friday Night!

Therefore, play was splendid and enjoyed by all.  Saturday morning…the two and four year old found the Play-Doh and decided to have their own playtime.

By the time I entered their bedroom, Play-Doh was everywhere. I mean everywhere.  In the carpet, in their hair, stuck to their pajamas, scattered across toys and their room.  It looked as if someone had set off a Play-Doh bomb and none of the Doh had survived. Colored fragments speckled the room.

My first impulse was to yell, but I decided to take a deep breath instead.  My four yr. old looked up at me and said, “Sorry Mommy, it was just too much fun.” I had to laugh and then the three of us cleaned up Play-Doh.

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proxyDuring the month of March 2016, I will be completing a daily blog as part of the Slice of Life Story Challenge! More Slice of Life posts from Day 19 can be found on Two Writing Teachers.

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