In every child's life there are memories. My childhood is etched with so many. Today reminded me of one that is so silly yet is still a memory that can made me smile in 2.8 seconds. I remember eating cereal as a kid. We had a cabinet above the refrigerator that was full of cereal boxes. My mom never bought just one or two cereals and made us eat those before we opened another. Nope. We were probably 6 or 7 partial cereal boxes deep. Yep. We were spoiled.
Remember the prize? It was always at the bottom of the box. I can so vividly remember someone (I'm sure me, on occasion) taking out their bowlful and tilting the box to look for the prize. If it was unreachable, you could always take out more cereal and return it to the box after the prize was secured.
Today my "fine figure of a man" was eating Corn Pops. I bought them. Why? Not really sure. Maybe because they were a family favorite and sometimes while shopping I get the urge to be someone's favorite mom because I would buy the sugary cereal. So, hubby was enjoying a bowl of sugary goodness after lunch today. He said "we can get a collectors wristband". I leaned out of the bathroom and smiled because I knew what he was talking about. The prize that isn't a prize any more unless you purchase it. So they call it "collectors" because collecting things is much more appealing for kids.
I'm sure if you quizzed my boys about cereal, they could share a story or two.
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