A Phoenix Burning

Playdoh…A Parent’s Best Friend and Worst Enemy in One Tiny Container

Mister loves taking out the Playdoh, assuring me an hour of Happy Boy Time.

It also assures me of 15 minutes of Unhappy Mommy Cleanup Time.

But who can resist it?  It even smells good…

Notice the mat I put down to “protect” the table…yes, absurd isn’t it?

Ah, the wonder of Playdoh!


4 responses

  1. Ha! Looks to me like you need to get a BIGGER mat! 😀

    Ah, yes, Playdough! Magical stuff!

    June 3, 2010 at 2:56 pm

  2. I can’t stand that stuff and will NOT allow it in my house! (I might if I didn’t have carpeting in the dining room. Can’t let them play in the kitchen because it’s way too small)

    June 3, 2010 at 4:01 pm

  3. Love that first one especially – the splashy colors in contrast to the intent look, and the tender, capable little hand. Nice work, Mom. All the way around.

    June 3, 2010 at 11:06 pm

  4. I always loved the smell of Play Doh too! There were always crumbs of it all over this house when the girls were that age.

    June 4, 2010 at 8:31 pm

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