I love Cheerios. I should have bought stock in them going into my last month of pregnancy with my boy. Cause once we were in the States I consumed large amounts of cheerios. And by large I mean really large. Even at all hours of the night. Just ask my in-laws.
Anyway. This post isn't about that.
It's about the fact that I bought a box here the other day.
But not for me.
I bought them for my girlie... who I wanted to have some wee little finger foods that melt-in-your-mouth instead of choke-in-your-throat or stick-to-the-roof-of-your-mouth.
But I paid for them. And by paid, I mean really paid.
10 bucks paid.
Ouch.
But she's so worth it.
Her little hands knew just what to do...
In they went. One after another.
Yup. She's my girl.
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