Sunday, November 26, 2006
Playdough Poop Balls
Last night I was just sitting here blogging in my kitchen, minding my own business when I heard some strange noises coming from our daughter. She was playing with her Playdough set beside me on the kitchen table. Usually she makes hamburgers, hot dogs and little pies and cakes. Sometimes even snakes or other animal clay figurines. Not last night!!



Despite heeding the warnings of Bergermeister Meisterberger by not purchasing the new Barbie and Tanner Pooper-scooper Playset - our daughter has figured out her own creative way to get around these restrictions.



I highly suspect that Daddy had a lot to do with this but he refuses to own up to the deed!
Stumble It! .......posted by Margaret @ 7:21 PM  
3 Comments:
  • At 10:20 PM, Anonymous happy and blue 2 said…

    I think you are right. It does seem like something a Dad would be responsible for, ha,ha..

     
  • At 12:21 PM, Anonymous jan said…

    Thank you for visiting the Poodles, the dogs and me. This is an upbeat blog (no dogs die) but we are quite familiar with poop.:)

     
  • At 5:23 PM, Blogger Butchieboy said…

    My kid's favorite word is "diarrhea."

     
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