Mutiny

Brother immediately protested when I declared it was oatmeal for breakfast. What had happened to him? He used to be oatmeal's number one fan and then one morning, he drops it just like that. "Oh well," I thought as I headed down to retrieve more oatmeal, "I'm the Mom and kids have to eat what I fix."

So boy howdy was I surprised when I came back upstairs to find Brother scooping out Krusteaz into the mixing bowl next to the waffle iron. Besides a little help in getting the right amount of water, telling him the numbers to push on the microwave to warm up the syrup, and taking the waffles out of the hot iron, Brother sat down to his waffle breakfast with the biggest look of satisfaction.
Maybe it's the start of breakfast in bed for me.