I am praying that the title of this post will prove true, making last Wednesday officially the last snow day of this winter season. And though I won't miss the snow, I will miss spending these days inside with Ella. Most of them anyway.
On the last snow day, we spent the morning making homemade play dough, something I have been meaning to do with Ella for a long while. I grabbed the recipe from here, and they grabbed it from somewhere else. There are a million recipes online for play dough so I just picked one.
The coolest part was watching mixture become doughy on the stove top in a matter of minutes. Not so fun was the part where you have to color it all. I definitely overestimated the amount of time required for this part of the process and had to keep Ella at bay while I kneaded, and kneaded, and kneaded, and kneaded . . . you get the idea. By the time I was done turning six lumps of dough into the colors of the rainbow, Ella had found something else to do. I put each lump in a plastic bag and stashed them in her craft cabinet for a rainy day. Or on those days when a missed nap requires something extra special to distract her from herself (like today).
*Pictures shown are not illustrative of the happy play dough playing times had immediately after said play dough was made.