NEW PLAY-DOH! YES!!! It was a HUGE hit on Christmas morning. I dare say, it was the most loved above of all the offerings that Santa left. Brandon and I patted each other on the back because this present was from Mama and Daddy. We recieved the glory of this giant win. It felt good, man. Santa is cool and all but why give him all the credit, right?
Daddy and I decided ages ago that at least half of the gifts would be from us. Because, I mean, c'mon, our egos deserved that right? Anywhatever...Look at this pristine gorgeousness.
Pants: "Look, Mama, look! I pooping! It's a lion of the pooping!"
Plum: <straining sounds> "Oooooh! The biggest poop! Good job, lion! It's daddy pooping!"
Pants: "Thank you, daddy lion! Good on the pooping! Let's go!"
And on and on and on.....I wish that I could show you the pictures of them actually pooping out the Play-Doh lion poop. I wish we lived in a world where I could show you that. I do. Because it is just wow. But I can't. So instead I will show you The Avengers, Batman and the seven dwarfs encountering multiple steaming piles of lion poop. They worked day and night to clear the poop from the path so that it didn't scare the baby birds. I'm not even kidding.
Because, it's Pay-Doh. And it's sole purpose is to exist for imagination play. Even if that means it becomes lion poop.