Flesworthy kitchen, Tuesday afternoon. Mommy plucks can of Play-Doh from stack of birthday gifts, presents Henry and Eleanor with this never-before-played-with new toy.
Mommy: Look, Henry and Eleanor! It’s Play-Doh!
Mommy: It’s a fun new toy! It’s Play-Doh!
Mommy: No, we don’t eat it. It’s not a snack, it’s Play-Doh. Look, we can make shapes with it. See, roll it in your hands and make a ball! Mommy just made a cube!
Mommy: Just play with it! It’s Play-Doh! We can make shapes, you can press it or roll it, whatever you’d like. It’s fun!
Mommy: That’s great, Henry! Cars! You made cars!