Last week after seeing this blog post, we decided to make our own play dough. It was an easy enough recipe to follow and the outcome was so worth the mess in my kitchen. She's been playing with it everyday since we made it.
She loves to have me play with her, but my creative juices just don't flow around play dough. Sadly, I excel only at snake making.Since she played a small role in the making of it, I think she's a bit more careful with the dough. She's been great about cleaning up after herself and putting everything away before it dries out, which makes me very, very happy. Or maybe she simply learned that lesson because she's getting older and a wee bit more mature every day. She's growing up. Which makes me very, very sad.