Alex used to get Mickey Mouse shaped pancakes. Gavin got pancakes. Blake gets...cake. But when it comes to breakfast, if Gracie gets it at all, it comes in a shiny wrapper and on the go. And later that afternoon, it's available for seconds for anyone willing to burrow through the undercarriage of her car seat. Poor fourth children. Their morning meal only happens if they can both open and feed it to themselves while their moms simultaneously fix their hair, brush their teeth, and put on their shoes.
Naturally, I take the health of my children very seriously. Luckily, so does Nutrigrain.
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