Before I had a child, dough meant slapping my hand on my forehead a la Homer Simpson (Doh!). Clearly, I have never been inclined to anything culinary and still struggle with it to this day. But these days, dough means craft time:
I found this at Subic Royale a couple of months ago and my baby loves it so much she likes to just sit with it like it’s a pet or something. (Toddlers!)
Just remember to roll the dough in your hands first to get rid of the moisture. Otherwise, it’ll end up in her hands and she will be more consumed with the remnants in her hand than the actual dough-rolling-stamping action.