If you're wondering whether I let her play with it, the answer is....

We're going to do what? Play with dough?

She's ready to go, but first...

mommy had to make the birdy on the outside of the package.

It took everything within me to let her hold it.

See, this is why I can't let her play with it - notice the specs of different colors
she smashed in the pink? Those might as well be the longest
fingernails ever scratched on a chalkboard to me...

Allright, I gave in... but I'm getting my own playdoh today.