Daughter: Isn’t Play-Doh named after a real person?
Me, stumped: I don’t think so…..
Daughter: Yes, it is!!! Play-Doh!! it’s a real person! In history!
Me, lightbulb: Oh, Plato!!!!!
I am so totally sure that Play-Doh is named after Plato……… Hey, she did learn SOMETHING in school, right? She knew the name…. sort of…..
SCHOOL’S OUT FOR SUMMER!! Play-Doh and Sno-Cones and badminton and creek walking and porch swinging and, of course, reading (well, me, not them, the kids are VEGETATING THEIR BRAINS). What are you doing this summer? I’ve got kittens tiptoeing through the potted herb garden and in and out of the house, thanks to the ripped screen in the cellar porch door, and I’m enjoying every second of it. How about you? Post a note, and one random comment number will be selected on Monday for their autographed pick from my contemporary backlist!