Have you ever met someone you would share a bowl of cereal with? Not every bite with half your lips and half theirs, but like every other bite. Trying not to think about the milk that doesn’t make it to their palate, dripping back into the slowly warming bowl of milk/cereal soup mix.
Taking turns until there’s only sugary milk left. Then it’s time to sacrifice and give it up to them to finish off, because I most likely wouldn’t try to drink it with someone side by side. Too messy. Maybe straws are a strong option then.
I only bring it up because Mr and Mrs Shumate may be that couple for us, if Jacquilyn wasn’t living a Gluten free life, that is. Let’s face it, who wants to eat gluten free cereal?