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.
Yeah, you read that correctly.
I know! Why am I feeding my children cereal for dinner?