If this were a Monday I would be dragging my children out of bed. On Saturday they wake up at 6:45 a.m. Of course I want to play with Play-Doh before the sun comes up. We are making Play-Doh ice cream sundaes. My daughter had a tantrum because she wants pink. We had pink before she mixed the colors.
This is not a sponsored post. The box is strategically positioned to hide the mess in my living room.
After I scraped Play-Doh off the table, floor and wall, I made breakfast. My kids wanted hotdogs. So, I gave them hotdogs. (Warning: I’m going to speak in the 3rd person) Mommy is really tired and can’t deal with anymore tears before noon. Don’t judge. There must be some nutritional value in meat scraps.