Play dough is meant for playing

Rainy days in the Texas summertime, actually anytime, are far and few between.  But we had one yesterday!!  And yes, it is that exciting because that means you don't have to water your yard that day.

Theo liked crawling around through the rain, so I am feeling quite optimistic and planned another day at the splash pad.

After we'd had enough of that we came inside and I whipped up a batch of play dough from some flour, salt, water and food coloring.  I thought Theo might enjoy playing with it, and he might actually play with it since I mentioned earlier, he doesn't necessarily put everything in his mouth these days.   And he did.  He actually played with it for a couple of minutes. 

But then, it just looked too tasty.  He had to try it.  Yuck!  Its called play dough for a reason.  Not meant for eating.  He hated it, made multiple awful faces and then tried it again!  The second time sent him gagging, so that was the end of that.

 We spent the rest of the rainy part of the day playing peek-a-boo and shape sorting.  It turns out, shapes taste much better than play dough.