Sad Little Baby

Will loves this play-doh that I made (using kool-aid, so it smelled pretty too). He took the whole ball, held it in his arms, and told me, "This is my baby!" Then he ran into the room where Mike was, threw it on the ground, and started stomping on it. He'd pick it up, smash it back together, and then throw and stomp. He repeated several times, all the while thinking it was hilarious to play with his baby. What are we going to do with him?!