I loves me some Oatmeal

I truly do. I always have. When I was younger I'd leave a note for my mom in the kitchen requesting she make oatmeal for breakfast. I have worked hard at getting Eli to love it as much as I do. It's taken awhile...at first he wouldn't even touch the stuff...but I think we're finally there. He'll eat a whole bowl now. Of course the added brown sugar is mandatory. I couldn't have been more proud than when he shared this little cheer with me. Completely unprompted, I might add. {Obviously the version you're watching was prompted because I had to run and grab the camera. I may be a blogger addict but keeping the camera at the breakfast table is still beyond me.}

A few minutes later he said, "mom, this is how the real one goes," and then had this cheer to share. I think he may have a future in pep squad/cheerleading--his voice is certainly loud enough! Oh and just for the record, it's my parents who have done the brainwashing...I'm an Aggie & Michael's a Wolverine...not much of Cougar fans around here ;)