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Let's Play Dough!

           To cool off a bit, we did our grocery shopping after lunch and the boys had something sweet and cold (James had an ice cream cone, Adam had a Paddle Pop) . On our way home, Adam had an idea to make homemade play dough for the second time. We used rock salt on our first try and I did not think of mixing it with water to make a solution before adding the flour, since the recipe says put everything in the bowl. We ended up with a "rocky road" ball of dough. James suggested that we should try the "cooked" dough version (the same version Tita Lis used) and that's what we did. 


          They wanted to invite their playmates to make it with them but with our home feeling like a solar oven and knowing that we will be using the stove, having three more boys was not a good idea. We just invited them when the dough was ready for coloring. They had fun creating Ninjago faces, pancakes with cherry on top, hotdog sandwiches, planets, etc. while the sun sets and the temperature goes a little low.


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