This morning, the cereal cabinet was EMPTY! And to make matters worse, I just wasn't in the mood for eggs.
Desperate to consume REAL FOOD and not just eat Girl Scout Cookies (my first/primal instinct), I took a moment to really think about my breakfast.
Fortunately, I saw my mom's dirty pot in the sink and decided to copy her. Old fashioned oats with a little soy milk, raisins, and of course brown sugar. I'm not trying to be a sugar martyr here.
The only drawback was the gag reflex I had to fight because the last time I had oatmeal was with my father-in-law and I learned that he REHYDRATES HIS RAISINS! Oh the horror! Oh the insanity. And to think that this man's DNA is in my daughter... sigh... Let's hope she gets his compassion or interpersonal skills and not his taste buds!