Then it bothered me that it bothered me and that she should be able to smoosh all she wants without her mommy's absurd playdoh issues cropping up. Don't ya hate when that happens?
Please know that I know I am super weird on this playdoh thing...I couldn't believe I was stressing out over playdoh.
I think Add picked up on it. Let's hope she won't need therapy over it.
It was one of the toys I set aside for nights like tonight. So, we got it out and played and played and played.
We made cookies and basketti.
We served orange tea.
We served brown tea.
We served green tea.
And ya know what? With each cup--my mood shifted a little and the week began to dissolve away.
I think I had as much fun as she did at our little tea party. And, she lit up to see Mommy back in her rightful spot playing with her once again.
Gilbert and I are so lucky to have such a great hostess.