Today is the day I look forward to all year long at my school...Gingerbread Man day. That's not the official name for it, but it's tradition, so it has been named today. Every year, 2 weeks before Christmas break, the kindergarten classes at the school I work for read the Gingerbread Man story, then make gingerbread men. Then, the teachers bring their men to me, and the kids warn me not to peek in the oven until they are done, because they might run away. I solemnly promise to be careful with the cookies, and put them in the oven. A little later in the day, they come back, and all I have to show for the cookies they made is a cookie sheet with a few crumbs on it, and big puppy dog eyes.
"I tried so hard not to peek, but they smelled so good, and I thought it would be alright just to open the door a little bit..."
"But we told you not to peek!"
"I'm sorry, I couldn't help it. I tried to catch them, but they were so fast!"
"It's okay, it's not your fault, they are tricky."
"Can you look for them?"
"We made a trap for them in the sandbox. Don't worry, we'll catch them!"
"Kids, if we are very quiet, we might sneak up on them. Everyone stop talking and we'll start looking!"
"I'm really sorry! I'll look for them, and if I find them, I'll lock them back up in the oven so they don't run away again!"
After this small bit of subterfuge, I start to lock up. Since the kids are gone, I sneak another peek at the cookies...
YUM!
They'll get their cookies tomorrow and the next day so they can decorate and eat them. But today, I feel just a little bad for letting all those ginger boys and girls run away.
Well, maybe not. :)
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