Gingerbread Man Hunt

I loved Kindergarten!  I have such fond and vivid memories of the activities we did in Mrs. Heath's class.  Everything was an adventure, so I ceased the opportunity with my own girls this week to bring to life an activity I loved when I was five.

Abby and I mixed up the dough for our gingerbread men, and Lauren helped to roll and cut it out.  The real excitement came when shortly after we removed our large gingerbread man from the oven he vanished, leaving behind a trail of clues.

{On the Cooling Rack He Left This Message}

Silly Abby. Silly Lauren. While you were busy, I was exploring.

I’ll give you a clue. I’m somewhere in the house. You’d better be clever; I’m quick as a mouse.

I’m hiding somewhere kind of low. Find me by the toilet bowl.

You’d better run, run as fast as you can. You can’t catch me, I’m the Gingerbread Man.

{On the Floor By the Toilet the Next Clue Read}

I was in the bathroom, then out in a flash. Now I’m hiding by the railroad tracks.

You’d better run, run as fast as you can. You can’t catch me, I’m the Gingerbread Man.

{On the Railroad Tracks He Hinted}

On your trains I went for a ride, but by the movies is where I shall hide.

You’d better run, run as fast as you can. You can’t catch me, I’m the Gingerbread Man.

{Tucked in the Movies He Noted}

Too many movies here for me to choose, I opted to hide out where you keep your shoes.

You’d better run, run as fast as you can. You can’t catch me, I’m the Gingerbread Man.



{In the Shoe Basket the Message Read}

Your tongue is red, your guest room is blue. I’m off for a drink from a mammal who says, “Moo.”

You’d better run, run as fast as you can. You can’t catch me, I’m the Gingerbread Man.

{The Milk Jug's Handle is Where They Found This Tricky Clue}

My body is brown, your body is white. It’s time for a slumber where you do at night.

You’d better run, run as fast as you can. You can’t catch me, I’m the Gingerbread Man.

{And on Each of Their Beds They Found This Note}

Dear Lauren/Dear Abby,

How comfy your & your sister’s beds look. But before I choose one to climb in, I must first pick a book….

You’d better run, run as fast as you can. You can’t catch me, I’m the Gingerbread Man!

Found!  By Abby.  Asleep in the bookshelf.

The girls made their way back downstairs to the little table to dig into their gingerbread man and a glass of ice cold milk.

I took the recipe I had gotten in kindergarten, which turned out to be a big hit with the girls, and with their friends at school, with whom we shared our bounty.

The recipe is simple to make, and not too strong and spicy.

It can be found our sister blog: www.feedingthelovelies.blogspot.com/2010/09/gingerbread-men.html