Historical

As we were playing with Playdoh this morning, I had a realization. We have had this Playdoh for months now, but haven't really played with it much. Why not, I am wondering....this is fun for them, right? Then Tryn wanted another color and a panic set over me. I had visions of crumbs of every color mixed in, non-descript lumps left after being kneaded together, and never being able to play again. OH, wait...it dawns on me that this is the big sister of six talking...not the mother of three. Yes, they ruined my new tubs of Playdoh and never listened to the rules. No, I never really had my own set to say BACK OFF to. But I have not wanted to let the girls run rampant with their playdoh experiments. So I had to take a deep breath and let go of the inner child, and yes, the blue is smashed into the pink and it all went back in the tub together. Which didn't bother Tryn one bit.