The shnozberries taste like shnozberries... no, not really.

Today was my second day teaching preschool. And it was... crazy. I learned real quickly that fifteen little ones running around like a bunch of mad people, and not always using their listening ears, means that the perfect picture that I had painted in my mind isn't so realistic. Shoot.

After nap time today we painted with what I told them was magic paint (it was just some jello, water, and paint powder... but it was fun becasue it smelled so good!) We were painting pictures of strawberries, limes, oranges, banana's, blueberries and grapes. Super fun.

Then... I get the question I knew was coming- I had even prepped for how I was going to respond

Andrew: "Miss Annie... can we taste the magic paint? It smells good."
Me: "No Andrew, we can't. Magic paint isn't supposed to go in your mouth. It's for paper only... it doesn't taste good, and it's not good for you."
Andrew: "Well I bet it would taste good."
Me: "We're not eating the paint Andrew. Have you ever been allowed to eat paint?"
Andrew: "No... but I-"
Me: "You're not eating paint... and nether is anyone else."

Then Matthew, Andrew's neighbor, starts talking...

Matthew: "Would you die for it?"
Me: "Do you mean would eating the paint kill you?"
Matthew: "Uh-huh..."
Me: "No, but it's not good for your mouth or your stomach, so we're not going to eat it."
Matthew: "Oh, ok."

Annie: 2 Andrew & Matthew: 0

Until I hear...

"Miss Annie... Stephanie just ate some of the purple magic paint."

Now, really... I should have known better. Not only is Stephanie's favorite color purple, she also loves grapes and will put anything in her mouth. Including the dirt on the bottom of her shoe (not sure why). So I walk over to the table and...
..
Me: "Stephanie, did you eat some of the purple magic paint?"
Stephanie: "Um..."
*silence*
Stephanie: "Um... yes I did."
Me: "Did it taste really gross?"
Stephanie: "Um..."
*more silence*
Stephanie: "No...?" (she looked shocked, excited, and purple-due to the left overs on her face)

I didn't really know what to say. Jell-o without the sugar would be so nasty. Part of me wanted her to keep eating it to see if she would turn into Violet from Willy Wonka (like a big blueberry-but in her case a big grape). But, becasue I'm the teacher and responsible for her well-being and because part of my job is to make sure that no one goes home looking like a big grape that someone could roll down the hallway, I had to say something. So I said the dumbest thing I could have said...

"Really? I mean... of course it was gross. No one eat the paint."

Introducing my life as a preschool teacher...