The list goes on. I really love cereal! I've been known to eat it for dinner or lunch. It's not just for breakfast anymore! In pregnancy, its been my favorite late night snack. Yum, yum.
Here's the confusing part- my daughter hates it! Well, she doesn't really know, because she's never tried it. Besides cheerios as a baby, the child won't let a single Krispie pass her lips. AND, on top of that, milk is just about her favorite thing ever. How on earth can you love milk and not like cereal? I've tried bland cereal, sweet cereal, cereal in the shape of her favorite chracters... nothin'. It has baffled me for three and a half years. Seriously.
And then, July 23rd rolled around.
It began with the idea of making Rice Krispie treats. "Sure! I'd love to help," says three-year-old. Which means her eating marshmallows. Then, she moves on to the pre-measured bowl of Rice Krispies... I use my stealthy peripheral vision and watch as she pops her first krispie in her mouth... three-year-old shrugs her shoulders and says, "that's not bad!" Casually, I say, "yeah, they're pretty good, huh?" I feel as though I've got Rice Krispies popping in my heart!! I can resist no longer and start to talk about how she's never tried cereal and I'm so happy that she likes it! She begins shoving handfuls in her mouth.... its a beautiful sight. I pour her a little bowl and give her a spoon... milk? I ask.... no way, mom.
Still, its a step in the right direction.