I was enjoying an evening of shopping and dinner out with my friend Alicia, when my husband called to ask me to pick up milk on the way home. I thought it an odd request, as I knew there was at least half a gallon left earlier today. And there was plenty of leftover whole-wheat pasta with marinara sauce, so I assumed they would have that for supper.
Alas, In true bachelor form, my guys had had cereal for dinner. Not just any cereal, but nearly an entire box of this:
Zach hasn’t been feeling well today, so all I can say is that I hope the Christmas Cap’n Crunch stays down. Talk about a technicolor yawn if it doesn’t…