At church, all the kids got to play with play-dough. I don't let Dalton have it here at the house for a couple of reasons: 1.)It gets ground into the carpet. 2.) I remember all the insane ways my brother and I used to get into trouble with it when we were little. 3.)I never figured Dalton would ever do anything with it other than squeeze it.
I was completely surprised when he brought a creation home with him that he calls "a donkey." From what my mom says is it actually kind-of, sort-of actually looked like a donkey, but with the hour long trip home in the sun, it melted a little bit. You can still see the shape of what was there...I mean it still has 4 legs, a body, a tail, and a head, but to me it kind of resembles a lion now. :-) I was so impressed with his creativity!