The things children do for a sugar rush

The front door burst open and the sound of school shoes pounding on our marble staircase got louder.

“MUU-MMM! WHERE ARE YOU?”

I was upstairs, trying desperately to finish some work in the relatively quiet couple of hours between one school pick-up and the arrival of the school bus.

“Mum, I have to tell you something!”

“What is it BB? What is it?

Who says only dogs eat homework?
Who says only dogs eat homework?

As I’ve mentioned before, he tells me very little about school, and I usually have to ask leading questions like: “What was the best thing that happened today?”, “Can you act out what you did at break time?” and “Who were the naughty children?”

So I was all ears. The slung-aside school bag, upturned lunchbox and my unfinished column could wait.

“I brought my igloo project home Mum,” [the marshmallow one I posted about last week, after learning that another mum used diamonds]

“Where is it?” I asked, suspiciously.

“Um, something happened.”

“On the bus,” he continued, a guilty look replacing his initial pained expression.

“Did you leave it on the bus? I’m sure the bus nanny will find it.’

“No, it’s not lost Mum…it’s gone…. it got eaten. By the children, on the way home.”

There’s nothing quite like finding out that your son let all his friends devour marshmallows that we’d rolled in glue (while avoiding munching on any himself) to make you rush over to the glue pot to make sure it was non-toxic. Which it was – thank goodness!

Still, I can’t help wondering if there might be a few empty seats on the bus tomorrow.

8 thoughts on “The things children do for a sugar rush

  1. Ooooh – I should have thought to warn you about that….the same thing happened to a certain igloo made of sugar cubes built by #2 when he was about the same age…no ill effects that I’m aware of, at least! ; )

  2. Cherry says:

    I love it!! It reminds me of when Calais was 3 and made Gingerbread Houses for the first time. He doesn’t care for sweets, in general so he wasn’t tempted to eat it but Cole and Noah, Jenny Borowiak’s kids, began picking away at their houses as soon as they had finished making them. The caveat–they had used polyester fiberfill (to mimic snow) as part of the roof design and then glued candies to it. The didn’t care. They ate both the candies and the fiberfill. (extra roughage, Jenny said.)

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