Working with play-doh brings back the kid in me. Reminds me of late summer nights, sitting around the kitchen-table being highly impressed of our babysitters play-doh skills.  She could make the most impressive things. Cat, dogs and even chairs.
I thought it was so cool that a grown up could bee so playful (oh yeah, 17 years seemed so old back then).We watched so closely, hoping to learn all the tricks. So that we one day would be able to make a play-doh girl, in a pink dress wearing a “golden” neckless.

Maybe it was the weather or the fact that I was bored. I don`t know. But I ended up playing with play-doh last night. And just like the old times, you never exactly know what You will end up making. This time it became a duck.

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