After dinner, we tackled a new play dough recipe. I had remembered to pick up some alum, the one ingredient I never seem to have on hand for play dough, but I failed to realize that I was low on salt and didn't have any plain old vegetable oil. I bet our concoction, made with freshly ground sea salt and extra virgin olive oil, would hold its own in some of the finest childcare establishments around.
I put the kids to task cleaning up the kitchen while I retreated to the ugly comfy chair for some solitude and a little writing. It's jammy and movie time soon, and I'm torn about what I'm going to do while they're zoned in front of the tube. Laundry? Run on the treadmill? Practice my flute? Hmm, maybe after all this crafty, home-improvementy kinda activity, I should just settle in for a snuggle and a snooze. I think I shall, with a very productive glass of wine in hand.
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