I pull out the brand new cereal box from the pantry this morning. It clearly wasn't opened yet. I walk to the kitchen counter only to have bits of cereal pouring out from a large rectangle on the back.
Very confused, it takes me minutes before I realize that someone has cut a 'collector's card' out from the back, expertly, as there are no other cuts anywhere on the box.
I look around the kitchen to see our youngest with wide eyes. I purse my lips and raise an eyebrow. "What?" Anabelle exclaims with a shrug. "I used safety scissors."
Explaining that you're supposed to wait until AFTER the cereal is gone, I open the box to transfer the cereal to a container only to find a gaping hole in the bag, leaking cereal at an alarmingly fast rate. "YOU CUT THE PLASTIC TOO?!"
She scrunched her face tightly, as if really embarrassed. "It got cut at the same time as the box!"
I tried really hard not to laugh. I failed. She looked relieved. Cuteness truly must be a child's greatest defense.
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