My son was "cooking" this morning with his play (read: cheap) flour and sugar, some finely grated string cheese, and some grated fig newton. After he was done, he dumped a bunch of flour on the counter and pressed it flat.
"Oh, look! Flour mountains!" I said.
"No, it's snow flour," he answered. And then he used a cookie cutter to make some snow angels.
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Cute!
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