My daughter is a good kid. She's pretty well-behaved and is generally a lovely child. Still, you'd think I'd pay more attention when I hear her say something like this while eating breakfast:
"Look! I found a new way to eat!"
I was bopping around the kitchen, making coffee, and generally not paying attention. A minute later when I see her gripping the handle of the spoon in her mouth, hands-free, attempting to transfer soggy rice krispies from the bowl to her mouth (which, I do not think, is even physically possible in this universe), my brain finally processed what she had said a minute earlier. Rice krispies everywhere.
Note to self: a new way to eat is a bad way to eat. Stick with the classics.