Like Papa Does

In an effort not to waste we have started to do some things "like papa".

I have not taken it so far that I reuse my paper napkins, but you may find a half a yogurt in the fridge, or a slightly eaten banana sitting on the counter waiting for the next person to come along with half an appetite.

Sometimes we'll mix our cereals to create a medley of flavors and textures. A symphony for the mouth.

But the way the Xave KNOWS how to be like papa is when we eat our morning cereal.

"Hello Papa, we are about to eat our breakfast and I just wanted to let you know that we will eat it ALL UP."

We've mixed it up a little though. FIRST we drink all the milk, then get to the soggy O's.
Oh well.

We try.

Cereal

Maybe this comes as no surprise to you, or maybe you just simply have no idea.

I love cereal.

I could eat it for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

Unsure of when this love affair started, I am tracing its roots back to Gray Rock Park Road. I can picture the wood cabinets taller than my seven year old self. Inside held cardboard boxes whose contents tasted not unlike their container. Nothing a few scoops of sugar to cover the top couldn't fix. Mmm!! Insantly the Cheerioes became hoops for my sugar to dance through, Rice Krispies popped the sweet sound of Snap! Crackle! Sugar!

We all marveled at Dad's routine habit of mixing cereals. What?!? Combining flavorless flavors? It's so odd, so grotesque. All through my years I stare slyly at people who combined their cereals. What will their reaction be when these two worlds collide in their mouth? Will they spit it back in the bowl?

I never really got it. Until I got it.

A gross box of cereal.

Now let me be true. I require at least two cereals in the rotation to switch back and forth to each morning. Part of my bedtime routine is getting excited about which kind I'll choose in the morning. But this cereal. I was not excited.

Turns out, I had just cooked up a batch of homemade granola - not skimping on the honey and brown sugar. I decided I'd give it a whirl as a "topping" on my wheat flakes.

Cereal.

On cereal.

I didn't even spit it out.

Matter of fact it was pretty darn good. I was sad to see the wheat flakes go.