This month it was Owen's turn to make playdough for his class, so we cooked up some on Wednesday night. I don't know if it's because Valentine's Day is this month or if they finally resigned themselves to the fact that there is no such thing as red playdough, but Owen was assigned the color pink.
I was warned to make it in three separate batches to keep the consistency right, but I made no effort at all to keep the shade of pink itself consistent since (1) I was lazy and (2) I thought a marbled look might be fun. However, on the way home from school yesterday, I asked Owen if they all got to play with his playdough, and he said they did but was quick to add that the playdough his friends have brought before looked no-mull and he didn't understand why we couldn't have made normal looking playdough too. Oops.