We keep our Cheerios in an old Pub Mix container from Costco. The container is so tall that it won't fit on the shelves in the pantry, which means it must be stored on the floor. Today I made the mistake of letting Matthew into the kitchen before securing both the pantry and the Cheerios.
Just look at that grin!
Just look at that grin!
Off to claim my prize...
1 comment:
I remember the Cheerios love well. I think the best part of the bottom photo (besides the "Ha! MINE." expression) is his foot! Completely nibble-able! Where's the ranch dressing?
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