Play Doh

I had to check twice to be sure I didn't misspell "Play Doh" and sure enough it is in fact "Doh" not "Dough." Duh, right?

Anyhoo, Colin loves his Play Doh. His favorite part is rolling all the colors together and smashing them back into different cans. This is hard for me to watch! As a child, I was so OCD with my Play Doh that I didn't want to mix the pretty colors. I gasped and cringed when Colin smashed the turquoise Doh into the brown can, but I showed great restraint and let Colin play HIS way (later I frantically tried to separate all the colors).

He and my mom (GaGa) had a ton of fun making Doh jewelery. And yes, I have to keep a close eye on Colin because he does try to sneak a pinch into his mouth every now and then. But who doesn't? Eating Play Doh is a Pre-School right of passage, and every self-respecting American toddler must try it - multiple times - to be sure that every color does in fact taste terrible. There is something so great about the way Play Doh smells - it sure doesn't translate to the way it tastes. (Cringe) I could get lock jaw just thinking about it right now.