I had to laugh at myself this morning while I was eating breakfast. Please tell me I’m not alone in my idiosyncrasy. 🙂
To explain this story, I’ve been trying to cut back on cheese lately because of my…*ahem*…digestive issues. So far it’s not helping worth a damn, I just miss my cheese, but I figure it’s worth a shot. At any rate, I decided that I needed to try to up my calcium intake, so this morning I ate a bowl of Li.fe cereal with milk for breakfast.
The problem with this idea is that I have *always hated milk, and as far as I can remember, I have never eaten a bowl of cereal without tipping the milk out of the bottom of the spoon before eating the bite of cereal. Never. I’m a pretty boring cereal eater… Li.fe & Cheer.ios were the allowed cereals in my house as a child, and I’ve pretty much stuck with them my entire life… but it’s odd to me to realize that though I like the little bit of sogginess & moisture in the cereal from the milk, I have never actually locked my lips around the spoon and eaten the milk with the bite. Here’s my protocol:
2) Hold spoon against side of bowl, tip out as much milk as possible.
3) Eat bite of cereal by scraping teeth along spoon (you know, in order to get the cereal, but avoid any trace amounts of milk left in the concave bottom of the spoon.
4) Repeat.
Shit, I’m kind of weird. I admit it. 🙂
That being said, this morning I challenged myself to eat super slowly (thereby allowing more milk to soak into the cereal itself), and I made myself eat the milk out of the spoon. I didn’t necessarily like it, but at least it wasn’t awful like I remember. By repeating these two steps, I ingested every ounce of milk in that bowl.
The things I’m doing already for this child… hahaha.
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*Well, as long as I can remember I’ve hated milk. In elementary school, we had to drink 1/2 our milk carton before we could empty our trays, so I’d always sneakily pour 1/3 of my milk into two of my friend’s empty milk cartons while the lunchroom aides weren’t looking. Voila -problem solved! That was probably the closest I got to being a problem child back in those days. LOL