After naps and after Pookie got home from school, I let the three oldest play with Play-Doh. I hate Play-Doh. The way it smells. The way it looks with five colors smooshed together. The way it sticks in dining chair cushions and Bun's fleece pants. Hate it enough to write several fragments in a row about it. Hate it. So I felt pretty good about myself as a mommy to let them play with it today. They played with it a long time while I sat at the computer a little over 10 feet away so I couldn't see the disrespecting of the Play-Doh colors' boundaries. They even cleaned it up pretty good too. Of course, I didn't peek at all in the little containers to see how mixed they were. I just wiped up the little bitty crumbs that were left on the table.
I think I've come a long way as a mommy tolerating this.
But I still hate Chutes & Ladders. vehemently. Another post, another time.