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I’ve mentioned before that Margot’s favorite breakfast is Cheerios™, right? As in, for basically every morning of the last year of my life I’ve been awakened by this dimpled face in my face whispering, “Mama. I need some cheeyos and milk.”
Girl knows what she likes. And I can’t even be mad because she totally got that from me.
When I was around her age, my mom used Honey Nut Cheerios™ to potty train me. If I woke up in the morning and hadn’t wet the bed, I could pick what we had for breakfast. And I always chose the same thing. It was super convenient for my mom when we were at home, but things got a little tricky when we spent a night at my grandparents’ house.
I woke up before my parents did, and since old people and little kids are the only ones who choose to be awake at the crack of dawn, my grandpa was the only other person up. “Hey squirt,” he said, “would you like some breakfast?
“Hi grandpa,” I replied. “I was dry so I get to choose.”
“Okay, what would you like?”
If I knew how to roll my eyes at age three, I probably did. Duh, Grandpa. What do you think I want?
So he poured me a bowl and I took a bite…but they were plain Cheerios™. Nope. Not what I asked for.
“Not these kinds, Grandpa. I want the honey nut ones.”
So Grandpa grabbed the honey bear and drizzled some honey on my cereal. “How’s that?”
I looked at him in disgust. How dare you, sir. How dare you.
He figured out pretty quickly that I was not having it. And, being the sweet man he is, my grandpa drove to the store at some obscenely early hour to buy his spoiled granddaughter some Honey Nut Cheerios™…because she was a big girl who didn’t pee in her bed.
Lucky for me he doesn’t hold a grudge. In fact, this is still one of his favorite stories to tell people, thirty years later. It’s not embarrassing at all.
(Whatever, it is, and I totally deserve it.)
Several years ago my mom thought she’d take it a step further and make something to remember my breakfast obsession always. My grandparents got a copy, my parents have a copy, and of course I’ve got one too. Behold, in all its photoshopped glory:
(I may have been a little punk, but I was a dang cute one.)
Anyway, I’m not surprised that Margot is similarly obsessed. It’s still one of my favorite cereals ever. We make sure there are always a few boxes in the pantry, just in case. And since Cheerios™ currently has a Buy a Box, Give a Box program going on, my little breakfast buddy and I took a trip to Walmart to get a box for us and a coupon code for her grandparents to use, so they can have a box on hand next time we visit. Now my parents will be prepared for breakfast with their own stubborn, demanding preschool -aged granddaughter.
It’s the circle of liiiiiiiife…
Also check it: I made Cheerios™ frozen yogurt pops. Because your favorite cereal shouldn’t just be a breakfast food, and because cold snacks are always a good idea in triple digit weather.
They are super simple to make and both girls were huge fans.
Frozen Yogurt Cereal Pops
Ingredients:
Vanilla yogurt
Diced fruit (I used strawberries–another of Margot’s favorites–but I think raspberries or bananas or mangoes would be excellent substitutes)
Your favorite flavor of Cheerios™
Instructions:
Stir all ingredients together. Carefully spoon into molds and smoosh down to get rid of any bubbles. Freeze for at least two hours. Enjoy outside because this is not something you want melted all over your floor. Trust me.
Ah, three-year-olds. Gotta love those little beasts.
Right now if you purchase a specially marked box of Cheerios™ at Walmart, you’ll find instructions to obtain a coupon code that you can email to anyone you like. They can then redeem their code at Walmart for a free box of their own! Who would you give a box to? And, since I’m curious now, how did you learn not to wet the bed? Or how did you teach your own kids? I’ve got two more to potty train and could use all the advice I can get!
Haa! This is hilarious. I am ALSO a Honey Nut fan, regular ones taste like cardboard. You know, comparatively. 🙂
xox
That is such a fun story! I would share a box with my brother. We were inseparable as kids, but he’s moved across the country and I rarely see him. It would be fun to surprise him with a box! (client)
Do it! Who doesn’t love nostalgic breakfast cereals? 🙂
This is the BEST story I’ve ever heard.
And your photos are killing it.