I love a bowl of cereal. I could eat one every meal in a day but for some reason I have only had like three bowls of cereal since Scarlett came home. Well I had one today and it hit me like the last time. Everyone needs me the second the milk hits the cereal. Buckeye wants out, Scarlett poops, the doorbell rings, buckeye wakes Scarlett, Scarlett wakes buckeye, and so on. The cereal is always soggy. Oh well. At bed time I can have one.