True Love Looks Like Sharing Cereal

Emily and Nathan have figured out quite the morning routine.  While I make oatmeal and smoothies, Emily grabs a bowl and two kinds of “daddy’s cereal” to create a “cereal mix”.  Nathan knows precisely Emily’s food procedure and quickly scrambles to the table and pulls himself up on the chair.  He waits patiently for a few moments and if he doesn’t see immediate results he makes his presence known.  Emily quickly grabs a handful of cereal and puts it in his reach – on the chairs, floor, or high chair.  It truly touches my heart to see them watching out for each other and working together towards a common goal.

I’ve also decided that spending 20 minutes cleaning tracked cereal off of a myriad of surfaces every morning is not my idea of a good time.  We are instituting Cereal Saturdays and defaulting to just smoothies and oatmeal the rest of the week.  I’ll have to teach Emily how to get Nathan carrots instead.  He is loving those right now, probably due to teething.  Yesterday during General Conference he spent a solid hour taking a bite from the top of the extremely large carrot, then flipping it over and taking a bite from the bottom of the carrot. He extended bedtime thirty minutes while we waited for him to finish up or loose interest. It never happened.  The last skirmish of the day was getting the carrot out of his hands.