Never has there been a happier breakfast time in this house.
You see - it started like this The oldest was up first and began eating. Honeycombs. And reading the box.
You see where this is going, don't you.
And then the second one came to the table, poured her cereal and she thought in doing so, that gave her box rights.
The oldest very vocally proclaimed his indignition and flailed his arms and yelled things about unfair, and she always does this, and I'm being mistreated, and just because she poured her cereal second doesn't mean that she gets the box now! I WAS READING IT! He shouted. Regardless of the fact that the box has been read so many times my kids know it by heart. That's not the issue here.
But I was on it.
But wait! My darling children - It just so happens that I have another box! Oh yes - I do - sit tight, I'll go fetch it!
And I did. And with great flourish, I placed it on the table as if I was carrying a platter of pearls. So happy did I make these two (and slightly embarrassed) and myself.
And then the third chimed in. He had his loot poured the same time as his sister, and being three - he's very much the copier now. I WANT A BOX!!
Never fear my child, for guess What! I have even another! And off I pranced and skipped and got yet another box to keep the children happy.
And happy they were.
While the fourth one didn't chime up this time, I expect that he won't be far behind. He already calls "me me me me me me me" when someone is putting food in their mouth, demanding his share.
You know - I think I've figured it out. I think I shall always keep these three boxes, and I shall divide whatever cereal is currently on the menu into each of them. Rice Krispies, Corn Flakes, Cheerios - whatever. And they shall each always have their own box and life shall be pleasant. Yes - that's exactly what I'm going to do!
eta: I was just informed that my oldest wasn't even EATING Honeycombs
So what THIS means is that kid number two SET the box on the table and then went to get her bowl and spoon and in that short time, the oldest then figured he'd gotten squatters rights over the box. It's even more ridiculous than I originally thought!
Kids for rent. Cheap.