The rice crispies challenge

It is usually a 3-for-the-decking-1-for-Mimi ratio but don't even try to feed them to her.
She has to do it on her own. She is fierce independent. Her 4.5 year old brother in the mean time is more than happy to still get dressed/undressed every morning/evening.

No matter how hard it try (up to the point of having my ear actually dipping in the rice and milk mix) I have never managed to actually hear Snap, Crackle and Pop but I once heard Shit, Shag and Scrotum and banned the offensive breakfast cereal there and then. In my defence I was quite emotionally fragile at the time, Sarkozy had just been elected and I was considering having to change my first name.
My kids later developed an addiction for Cocopops and the furniture in the house and shrubs in the back garden never survived the daily sugar rush of these two hooligans.
We reverted back to Rice Krispies eventually.


PS: I was indeed a foot-model in my younger years but have since let myself go. Also I could no longer afford the insurance policy on my toes...