So I pulled out to small containers of play-doh, opened'em up and let him go to it.
His interest in the actual play-doh lasted about two minutes - and that's being generous - before he put a piece in his mouth. I stopped him once but the second time he was too quick for me. He was not pleased with the taste and actually didn't want to even tough the play-doh after that.
So he went for the container.
Every time I tried to put the play-doh back into the container he freaked out. He wanted it out but didn't want to touch it. It was a bit confusing. But he's one of mine so I guess it makes perfect sense.
He did finally come around to the play-doh again and went back to poking it a few times.
He once again decided it wasn't worth it and just like with his sister, went back to the container which kept him entertained for quite awhile.
I couldn't get him away from the play-doh container. In fact he screamed his head off when I had to take it away so we could go pick up Addie from school. He was not happy and I had to hide the containers.
So that was our first Connor experience with a play-doh. He was definitely not impressed at this point. In truth Addie hasn't been big on the play-doh. I know they do some at school and she likes to play, but here at home she was never been all that into it.
I'm not exactly heartbroken about it since that means a little less clean-up at least in regards to play-doh, but maybe Connor will be my artist who wants to play play-doh all the time. You never know. But at this point he's more trying to figure out if he could structuring destroy this container.