We had wonderful field trip to the local CSI and Sheriffs office the other day.
The kids learned all about crime scenes, saw all the lab equipment used on a crime scene, and how to make blood spatter.
Seeing the glee in the oldest's eyes when he was giving the instructions, the sheriff made sure to qualify if they were going to make blood spatter they should do it outside. I think that took some of the fun out of the idea. (THANK GOD!)
When the tour was over and most of the other families had dispersed another officer came into the room and asked us if "any of the big kids would like to see what Meth looked like?"
I am who I am. "Kids get in here!"
We had to wait while he prepped a meth kit and booked all the items they found on the gentleman they had just arrested.
The officer finally came out and showed the kids what meth looked like. Unfortunately I forgot which kids I had with me. All the kids saw what meth looked like.
The officer showed them a little vile filled package that had one of the little pieces of what looked to me like chlorine. He was saying that after each vile broke you could see what was in the crystal.
"When the last one breaks if it turns blue, you know we have meth."
He broke the last vile and the whole package turned a royal blue color.
C: "Wow! Meth is really pretty! Look at that shade of blue!'
The concern was apparent, the officer started showing the kids before and after mug shots of people who are known meth addicts.
I then remembered that not only did I have my kids but other peoples kids.....Whoops! There is a fun phone call to make. "Yeah, so the rest of the group missed the meth lesson but our kids didn't. Sorry. If Mr. C says "Meth is pretty" you know why."
All I can think of at this point is please god, do not let him say that in front of anyone from CPS! I think it might take a bit of explaining.