This is what I see when I look over to the other side of the table at the end of cereal for breakfast.
What’s really funny is that this is not a skill learned by us. (Well, I don’t think Mr. Serious does it). But, me I don’t even like milk. Like at all.
I’m so glad they do, though. Because every time we have cereal, and I look over and see this little face? I melt and smile. At.the.same.time.