swimming with cheerios

Cheerio located. Spoon tracking. Swirling milk in pursuit. Spoon sneaking up from underneath like a submarine. Cornered Cheerio has no where to go. Swoop, it’s caught. Traveling towards the mouth. Success!!

He’s sitting there, lips pursed just like his daddy’s, they way they do when they concentrate really hard. I stop myself before I say “Hurry up” for the 86th time.  Nothing else matters to him but working the spoon around the pool of milk with a handful of swimming O’s, catching them all one at a time. I watch him for a few moments, sensing that this is an important experience for him, I remain quiet.

When all the Cheerios have been captured and disposed of, he declares “I’m done.” As I wipe off his face and hands, the smile on his face tells me how proud he is of himself.  I smile back and say “Well done, my little Cheerio monster.”

Sonja Gapinski

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