"It's called Stale!"

The girls were playing out on the sun porch the other day when Leah found a bowl with a few Fruity Cheerios. Libby right away was concerned. I told her it was fine, they just might be a little stale. So... right after that, Nellie the mail lady came (a very exciting time in our house). The girls ran to the door to greet her; Leah with her bowl. Nellie chatted with the girls and I heard her ask what kind of cereal it was... Fruit Loops? Libby said, "No, it's called stale!" Lovely! I will remind her of this when the time comes when she thinks that her parents are embarrassing!