This isn't a Sitcom. This is Actually My Life.
So, I go out to the kitchen this morning, start up the coffee, and as the fumes waft out from the coffee maker and the brain starts working, I see something on the counter.
A cereal bowl.
But that is not cereal in there.
It's something else.
wolf: momwolf, did you separate all the raisins out of the Raisin Bran Crunch Extra Cereal?
momwolf: Yes, I did. I know I asked you to buy it at the store, but I tried it and it was really too hard for my teeth. I just know I'm going to break one!
wolf: Yeah, you said that the other night. But why did you take all the raisins out?
momwolf: Well, I asked you if you'd eat it, and you said you wouldn't because you don't like raisins in other foods. So I picked them out. I left the dried cranberries, almond slices, and yogurty clusters in it for you.
wolf: oh ... hmmmm ... you know what, that looks like a whole lot less than two scoops in there, unless they are really tiny scoops.
momwolf: There weren't a lot of raisins to start with, but well, I did eat some of them.
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