My children have filled the toilet with jello.

My three five year olds are wonderful. I adore them. They're clever and fun and sweet and caring and creative and every experience is a joy. I love watching their ideas blossom and seeing the results of those underdeveloped little inklings. I cherish teaching them about their weird mistakes and explaining what happened while we clean up together. But tell me, friends, why did the nine boxes of jello powder they emptied into the toilet last night set? There was no boiling involved. No cold water. Nothing cold at all in fact, you're all familiar with this summer. I highly doubt they stirred for a minute until the powder dissolved. No refrigeration crossed their minds. Yet here we are, with many servings of fully set, fully brown strawberry-lime-blue raspberry gelatin dessert. I don't know how to make this a teaching moment because it's too cute and funny. I don't even know where all of the jello came from. And you should see their smiles.

Reposted because it wasn't parenting-related enough for the parenting sub.