unsupervised play-doh play
uh-oh, what is she going to say?
i watched this mess slowly progress...from the couch
not sure what dinosaurs, pirates and a game of flippopotamus have to do with each other, but apparently you can't play one without the others
(and I have no idea what daddy's shoes are doing in the middle of it all)
why is it so much fun to dump everything out...and, then, play with none of it?
a certain couple of you...
you know who you are...
disagreed with the carnage in a previous postis this "redemption"?
1 comment:
this is better... but it could still be worse. (and I want to hear Ezra singing "Fat guy in a little coat" sometime!) :)
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