It’s Play Foam
The kids’ great grand parents sent it to them. They know their mama is NOT a play-doh fan, unless it goes outside.
When I saw what it was, still inside the packaging, um, I got nervous. Thousands of tiny little balls. I imagined them all over the kitchen floor, in their hair, and being dragged all throughout the house. Sort of like the faux Christmas tree pine needles. Sigh.
But, once I got up the courage to open it, I was pleasantly surprised! It isn’t messy, just like Grandma said! Even daddy had to get his hands into it. He helped Shiloh make a rubber duck. He made the snowman all by himself.
For you Pawpaw and Grandma. :)
2 comments:
We have use it before, but nothing that cute has come out!!! Those are too cute!!!!
Im also a party pooper when it comes to playdoh... My oldest knows that is one of the things that she can do when her little sisters are not around... :)
I added your blog to my blog list.. You are under Gaby's friends...
Looks fun! I want some of that!!
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