Cereal

a lot of my friends no longer eat cereal for breakfast, and i feel like a child for still eating it but it’s just so convenient.

anyone else?

So my son is almost 5 months old, I thought exclusively breast fed. I was exclusively pumping milk for the first three months and then we switched between breast feeding and breast milk in the bottle. My mom kept bringing up putting cereal in his bottle saying he wasn’t getting full enough. I said no and the pediatrician said no.

So the other night I went to Taco Bell and picked up some cinnamon twists for my mom (she was going to be watching baby as both boyfriend and I were going to work that night). My son starts trying to go for the twist trying to eat it and my mom almost hands it to him. I end up asking her if she’s putting cereal in his bottles. She says yes and that boyfriend has too. I’m heartbroken at this point.

So both of them were lying by omission and putting cereal in his bottle behind my back. I flip my shit tell boyfriend im sick of his lying (he’s told other lies in the past and they just keep building at this point) and I’m moving out and tell mom how bad she hurt me and betray me.

I get the cereal didn’t actually hurt my son and he’s fine. It’s more of the fact that they broke my trust. My boyfriend is telling me I’m the one that needs to apologize for blowing up yet neither one of them have apologized at all. AITA?

Edit: baby is having plenty of wet and dirty diapers, and gaining weight like he should be.

This is baby cereal, the flakes, we are talking about not adult cereal

I eat it with cold milk now, but growing up it was always with warm milk because that’s what was normal to me! What other things did you learn are done differently from where you’re from?

Working the Night audit, it's about 11:45 and we have about 5 rooms in total in house, so you think all would be quiet. But that wouldn't make for a good story. I have just started eating my cereal a few minutes ago, Captain Crunch Berries because I am a woman of taste, clearly.

Guy comes down to the lobby. Leans on the desk, ignoring the fact that there is a desk in front of the desk to keep a six foot barrier (He leans in on the one spot on the side not blocked off, which everyone seems to do, to get all up in my space like Covid isn't a thing).

He looks down onto my desk and see that I have cereal in front of me and that I clearly had to stop eating my cereal and had to mask up because he came down.

This guy is literally just staring at staring at my cereal bowl for like ten seconds, then looks at me as I am asking how I can help him. He tells me he would like some water bottles. Of course, I saw and I ask how many. Two he says. I go to fetch them for him. He looks at my food again for a few seconds leering even, then follows.

Maybe he's just hungry, I think?

I give him his water. He looks at my food once more, then at me.

Him: I think I'm gonna take my time over here and look at some of the swag you've got. How does that sound?

Me, dying a little on the inside: Of course, sir. Let me know if you need any help, I'll be at the desk.

My cereal: bloopblooping into gross and soggy mess as he takes his time doing just that.

After a few minutes he walks past me, looks at me and the cereal again, looks at me smugly and says good night and goes back upstairs.

Why, man? Just why?

For OSU, I’d say we’re Raisin Bran; there are exciting moments/raisins sometimes, but most of the time it just isn’t very good.

bit of a silly, informal poem. Hope you enjoy, feedback welcome :)

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She answered me after 3 bowls of cereal

Three bowls

Chorus of crunching

Chewing

Slurping

Cacophony of suspense

She stared right past me

As she chewed

Gargled

Gulped

Three bowls of cereal lapse

And the urge to talk at every moment

Kept my heart fluttering

Should I say something?

Why is she eating cereal?

Why is she saying nothing?

I’ll tell her how I feel

That i want her to stay

That i need her

That she's the one

I want to pour it all out

But she pours only milk

I want to jump over the table into her lips

But they are busy with corn flakes

I want to - crunch

I need to - crunch

I - crunch

I - crunch

I open my mouth to shout

When she opens hers too

Shall she speak?

To fill it with cereal

I close mine

I am lower than processed corn

She answered me after 3 bowls of cereal

We are out of cereal

She shook the cardboard box

I heard the last few rattling flakes

I knew how they felt

She answered me after 3 bowls of cereal

I’ll get some more

She answered me after 3 bowls of cereal

Yeah. I love you too.

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