May 27, 2008 @ 6:23 am | Filed under: These People Crack Me Up
At the breakfast table, Beanie heaves a wistful sigh.
“Rats. I’ve dreamed of having a whole box of cereal all to myself, and I thought it was going to come true at last because no one else likes this kind. But then I remembered the baby does.”
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LOL! They sure wear their hearts on their sleeves, don’t they?
Posted on May 27th, 2008 at 10:44 amThat’s very sad. Please buy her a box of cereal. Thank you.
Posted on May 27th, 2008 at 1:45 pmAww… that’s so adorable. Maybe she does need her own box.
Posted on May 27th, 2008 at 2:37 pmI’ve been know to give my children a favorite box of cereal as a birthday gift. It’s usually the overpriced kinds that I typically wouldn’t buy for general family consumption.
Posted on May 28th, 2008 at 5:42 amyup, father christmas does that at our house Sue!
Posted on May 28th, 2008 at 6:19 amSibling angst………..for some reason so hard for me to “hear”.
Buy her a box of cereal LOL.
Posted on May 28th, 2008 at 6:22 amMy 7yo asked for only one thing for her birthday- her very own box of cereal
Posted on May 28th, 2008 at 8:40 amI can’t get wordpress to accept my sign-in, but anyway … you’d better buy that child her own box of cereal or you’ll be getting one in the mail.
Posted on May 29th, 2008 at 6:27 pm