Me: What did you have for breakfast today?
Audrey: Oatmeal, but I didn't like it.
Me: What did you put on it?
Audrey: Raisins, but I didn't like the oatmeal. It was too mushy.
Now, two more pieces of information will help put you in my frame of reference. 1) She loves oatmeal. I mean, she loooooves oatmeal. Like, she'll eat three bowls of it along with her milk and banana. And 2) she will add a bit of misinformation to her stories now and again. Like, "Hey Daddy, we went to the gym today!" (with Mom in the background, shaking her head "no" with an "I don't know what she is talking about" look on her face). Needless to say, I didn't really believe the fact that she didn't like her oatmeal.
It wasn't until tonight that Kelly tells me about how she tried to pull a fast one over on Audrey this morning and make her instant oatmeal instead of the real deal. And, just as Audrey said, she didn't eat more than one bite.
Apparently we have created an oatmeal snob.
It looks like it is slow-simmered artisan steel-cut European roasted Snoqualmie Falls oatmeal (preferably with dark brown sugar at her request, though light is acceptable), or nothing.
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