After a few weeks of habitually disregarding the cereal collection in our lazy Susan, we were completely in the zone; we had expanded our repertoire, eating a lot of different things. I hadn’t bought a box of cereal in at least three weeks, and although I did not experience the revolt I was sensing in my previous post, I did occasionally get some questions in the morning as to whether or not we’re "still not eating cereal."
And in lieu of cereal, Miles kept pressing for bagels, but that’s nothing new, really. That’s okay; I anticipated all of it. I told them we’re going to try to keep at this for as long as we can, and reminded them that the growing season was on its way, which would give us more to choose from.