Jack (our two year old) was feeling creative yesterday so he grabbed a bunch of Play-Doh and started making shapes and a complete and utter mess. He was obviously feeling hungry as well because he stuck his finger in the Play-Doh, got a nice big chunk and stuck it in his mouth. He immediately looked at me as I’m beginning my disgusted discipline process to teach him not to eat his toys when he says: “I like Play-Doh.”

Gross. And cute.