“There’s a cheerio in my spaghetti!”

One night last week, Caroline was testing her crawling skills in kitchen (I was getting dinner ready) and ended up under the kitchen table. As I was continued with dinner, I would casually glance her way just to see what she was up to. When I saw she was chewing on something, I took a quick look around on the floor to see if there was anything she could have picked up. There was nothing, so I did what any mom would do…I stuck my finger in her mouth to find out what was in there, yep, it was a cheerio. Funny! I thought no big deal, she was playing nicely by herself leaving me time to finish dinner, which I continued to do. Then I glanced over at her again and guess what, she had another cheerio in her mouth. I thought, “Man, where does she find these things?” By that time Andy was walking through door and my spaghetti dinner was on the table. The next day (Andy brought leftovers for lunch into work), I receive an e-mail from him around lunch time with the subject line “There’s a Cheerio in my spaghetti!” Since then I have found cheerios in her crib, on her bedroom floor, in our bathroom and in the family room. I wonder where I’ll find the next one...