So the other morning, I leave Nico with my mom (she lives downstairs) to drive hubby to work. It was cold and not worth dressing him all up for 20 minutes of total car ride.
I set him up with the orange Kool-Aid play dough we made the night before and leave. I come back and Nico is all happy because he got ghighis (think of eggy, last syllable). He comes running to me with an egg carton (I hadn’t brought those empty ones in the craft room yet) all happy to show me that he and Dada (grandma) had made balls with the play dough and he had eggs in the carton.
After that he went to his kitchen to cook them in his pan. He played for about 20 min doing that until he noticed they are squish-able. Tthen he started having them mushed and having me shape them into balls again. Then we put them back in the ziploc and into the fridge. He plays with those ghighis about once every other day. Simple fun