My boy. I used to be held captive at the playdoh playing time for what seemed hours. Thinking, honestly, that it would be something that lasted for much longer than it did in reality.
How time passes so quickly and that 2..then 3...then 4....now 8(eight!) year old has grown so, so fast!
He took out a little tiny package of play-doh he received as a birthday party favor. Before I knew it, the table was covered in little shapes cut out of play-doh. Just like old times, but with a little more big kid vibe to it.
My big kid.
Sigh. Scenes I know will be missed once again...
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