Saturday, February 6, 2010

Picture of the Day 2.5.10


Yet another clue that I am on child #4: I let Ben mix the PlayDoh. All four colors. Together. Into one big greenie-whitie-yellowie-brownie blob. And I didn't mind one little bit.

Well, OK, I minded a little teeny bit. Because I liked it when I made the kids keep the PlayDoh colors separate. It felt so controlled and safe and clean. But this was much more fun for Ben AND for me. I wish I'd learned THIS lesson a little earlier.

8 comments:

Liz said...

What? You give them more than ONE color??? :) (Thought A LOT about you during my lonely run this morning! I did one of my miles in 7:43, so I was thinking about your 7 minute goal, wondering if I could do it??? Miss you!)

Stephanie said...

I love it, Kerri! We got this same toy for Christmas, and have the same greenish, brownish, yellowish blob now, too. I could SOOOOO relate to this post! Love it! Love you!

Selwyn said...

Instant "great Mum" points! I miss playdoh....

Michelle said...

that's a FANTASTIC photo! I love it!

And hey, it's fun to see Selwyn commenting here too.

Our EyreLife said...

Oh Man. If you are doing that on your 4th, what is MY 4th going to do? I ALREADY let Wyatt mix his junk all together!!! I hate how it looks but he LOVES to see what happens. Are my youngest children doomed?! I can only imagine what kind of messes I'll allow...yikes.

I kept waiting and waiting to hear from you about Sophie and her gymnastics fancies....maybe they went away? Maybe you forgot my number?

If you forgot it, blog me your email address and I'll send it on over. :)

Becky said...

Funny, that's what my 3rd and 4th kids are doing right now. I would've never let my older two get away with that either. There's wisdom in experience.

Malisa said...

I figured it out by my 3rd...along with watching much more TV. Oh wait, you already knew that!

Camilla said...

Man. I, too, have recently discovered the art of 'letting go'. Poop accident, oh well, throw away the underwear instead of curse and complain about cleaning it. play dough left out and dried. . . .so what? easier to clean up and throw out.

I like this experienced mom thing. Darn thing is, when you've finally figured out a stage. . .they grow past it and you are back to square one again!