The story of the playdough

Last week Mason went to the YMCA Art class and painted a round chunk of homemade playdough. It was green, blue and red - the paint which saturated the playdough was still wet at the end of the class. i put the playdough on the roof of my car while fastening Mason's car seat. We drove home and "the playdough was gone" says Mason. We drove back the Y to look for the playdough and "the playdough was a pancake cause the cars drove over it."

i felt bad for my lapse in memory so i made playdough (flour/salt kind) and Ryan, Mason and i had fun making shapes and then painting them when they were dry. Mason made the blue & yellow rocket ship below, the long green snake and many smaller shapes. Ryan made Pikachu, the coil snake, happy face and heart.

My forgetfulness was redeemed. (Kind of of de je'vu from when my kids were little and i left the portable phone on the back of the car and we found it taped to a stop sign the next day).