Smells like Green Sherbert

There should definately be a rule that states "don't freak your mother out before 8am because even though she's walking around and doing stuff, she's not really connected yet" (Can you see that on a bumper sticker?). Take this morning....please, I really mean it...take this morning and give it to someone else because I want a new Friday!!!!! NOW!!! I'm going through my emails in the hope that I've been chosen to recieve 150 million dollars by a deposed African dictator, who just wants my bank details and one of my children as surety....after this mornings episode i know which child I'd send!!!!!
So anyway, back to freaking out your mother. (DON'T try this at home).
I'm checking emails, drinking my tea, doing my morning thing, when DH appears in the doorway of my inner sanctum holding a plastic baggie containing greenish/white powder. "I found this in Kit's school bag....do you think we should ask him what it is??" (No, I think we should call drug arm, the police, the pope and Dr Phil, plus that weird lady on the biography channel who runs interventions)
"Why what do you think it is?"
"I don't know....you don't think it's drugs?"
"It's green...who takes green drugs?"
At this point, DS#1 appears, and grabs the bag.
"hey, that's the sherbert I swapped my cheese sandwich for on Monday"
Why is there never a deposed African Dictator around when you need one??