Isabella, (she’s 8) asked me to refill her bowl of Lucky Charms for dinner.

We have a “thing” about cereal: Flucky Flarms, Bloated Blakes, Cheerios.

(Sometimes, it’s the same thing.)

So tonight, Iz asked me to refill her bowl of Fucky Farms.

Wait, what?

Yeah, you read that correctly.

I know! Why am I feeding my children cereal for dinner?