The kids love oatmeal. They eat it for breakfast almost every day. The notable exceptions are when we make pancakes or French toast or when the kids have had a long night of drunken revelry and debauchery and just can’t get out of bed. It’s fantastic because not only is it healthy, it’s inexpensive. We’re especially grateful when we pass by the cereal aisle and see parents’ faces melting off while their kids whine at them to buy the latest super-choco-sugar-bombs with the plastic-whatsit-from-the-latest-movie toy inside for $6 a box. $6 a box! Faces melting!

But today we had no oatmeal. On our latest shopping trip, someone forgot about the oatmeal. Someone also forgot to buy sugar. I don’t want to embarrass myself so let’s just leave it at that. No, this morning we had bagels and milk and multivitamin.

Me: Okay, here's your bagel.
Daughter: Uh, Dad, it's burnt.
Me: That's not burnt. It's crisp.
Daughter: What's crisp mean? And what's all that black stuff?
Me: Okay kid, you got me. It's a little burnt.

And she shook her head and ate some toast instead.

Comments

1. novidavid on 2005-08-24 01:21:39 wrote: Sounds like soneone is spending too much time with that web–blog-thing and not enough tiime with that shopping-list-and eye-on-the-toaster-thing. Addicted, perhaps? It’s okay. Just don’t tell the kids!

2. Mike on 2005-08-24 15:36:53 wrote: Burnt bagel….. One time I let the corn dogs cook a litle long and they had a burn strip on them. I tried to convince my kids that the corn dogs were made from zebra meat. needless to say I was unbelieved.