As a kid, my mom was determined to send me off to school with a “healthy” breakfast — Bran Flakes.
It just about broke my eight-year-old heart.
If ONLY I could score a box of Franken Berry, Boo Berry, or Count Chocula — maybe even Cap'n Crunch! — oh how my quality of life would improve.
Please, please, please, Mom!
The best I could do was talk her into a…
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