We had Boo Berry Crunch for breakfast. F loved it. Well not
all of it - he mostly loved the marshmallows. He wanted to eat
all of the marshmallows. I put the BBC away and gave him a nice big snack-cup full of Cheerios. He hated it and didn't hesitate to let me know. When I started to get mad at him, he threw himself on the floor in a very dramatic fashion and gave me this face:
J told C that eating the BBC would turn her into a ghost. He told her it was a magic cereal and that if she ate enough of it, she would turn blue, just like the poor little ghost boy on the front of the box. She didn't believe any of it. However, we did notice that she kept looking at her arms while she ate, just to make sure . . . . . .
2 comments:
Oh. my. goodness! I seriously laughed out loud when I read the last part and as a result had to read it out loud to Ben... he's still cracking up!
I just love your kids!
I seriously cannot believe how alike our husbands are. The ghost story sounds exactly like something that would be told around here.
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