link to original | source: [Flickr: House of Sims'] | published: 2009 January 16 

For some reason, Alexei and I were both starving this morning when it came time for breakfast.  Before I even had a chance to start my bowl of cereal, he had finished his Cheerios and was asking for seconds.  It's been a long time since I ate that much cereal, but today I even had two full bowls before we were through.

I remember vividly sitting in Mrs. Odesky's kindergarten class and sharing what I had eaten for breakfast.  All the other little kindergartners said they'd had a bowl of Trix or a Pop-Tart or something normal like that.  My answer was four bowls of Cheerios.  That's right, a little fat 7-year-old kid ate more than his teachers.

My days of four bowls for breakfast are thankfully finished.  In a small way, breakfast this morning brought back the good old days.  No doubt, my son will soon be the age I was.  Maybe then we can share eight bowls between the two of us.