Last year the children in B’s class drank a magic potion to make ’em Irish for the day. This was the brain-child of uber-crafty-mom Doree — who consitently comes up with the BEST ideas that always trump anything the rest of us schlubs can imagine.
It did eventually wear off.
I had a poster made of the kids with their green tongues all hanging out, and gave it to their teacher. She gave it back ’cause it freaked her out so :-)