And so it begins.  Tattling.  Today during centers, Kristen walked up to me and shouted, “Phoebe ate some play dough!”

Before I could open my mouth to reply, Phoebe was next to her saying, “No I didn’t – she’s LYING!”

Thing is, what Phoebe didn’t know was she had a little piece of yellow play dough hanging off her bottom lip… seriously.

“Well, both you just remember the rules, we don’t eat the play dough,” I reminded them both.

Just like the cat who ate a canary, it had to be bright yellow play dough she ate.  You can’t make this stuff up.