Playdough is a miraculous substance that somehow transforms my typically hyper three-year-old from a jumping bean into a dedicated little artist. She can spend a lot of time doing all sorts of things with it. Sculpting, cookie cut outs, you name it. It captures her mind like nothing else.
So, when it’s my morning to watch the kids, I can’t be more grateful for the stuff.
Here, Aya puts the finishing touches on Piglet and Kanga (we’re on a real Winnie the Pooh kick these days), and I have time to a) snap this picture and b) sip my coffee.
Not a bad morning at all.