The Cheerio Motivation

When I was little I was not allowed to have "sugar cereal." You know like Lucky Charms, Cinnamon Toast Crunch, Cookie Crisp, and Rice Krispies type cereals. That's right, even the snap, crackle, and pop of puffed rice earned the tittle of "sugar cereal" (Which didn't last long once I found out how to read-because I could say, "hey mom, there's only 1 gram of sugar in these"). Anyway, about the only variety of cold cereal that we had was Cheerios and Corn Flakes. I must have really liked Cheerios because they helped me learn to walk.

I also have never liked grass. At least I've never liked the half-dry-its-obvious-grass-was-never-meant-to-grow-in-the-desert type. When I was little I didn't like it because it was prickly, now I don't like it because I'm allergic to it. My parents discovered this weakness before I was even a year old. They thought it was hilarious to put me in the middle of the "lawn" and watch me crab walk out or just stand up and start crying (Ha, Ha :( no). Okay, so my parents aren't really sadists they just used this as a tool to help me learn how to walk.

The plan was simple. Put Cheerios on the sidewalk next to the "lawn"; put the little kid, who can't walk yet, in the middle of the "lawn"; and then point out the Cheerios to the little kid. Let the walking begin! It worked. I can walk. Maybe someday I'll post the super 8 video of this amazing event.