Some days nothing beats a serve of coco pops.
When I was a kid we weren’t allowed to have coco pops. The only time I came close was when we went on holidays and Mum would buy those packs that had six little single serve boxes packaged together. But you’ve got to know, that if you’re the youngest of four kids you’ve got Buckley’s to none of ever getting your hands on the coco pops, or the fruit loops, so you may as well be happy with the rice bubbles.
Now I live with a 24 year old daughter who seems to live on coco pops and there’s always a box sitting around, but it’s funny isn’t it – I never feel inclined to have a sneaky bowl.
Until the other day. I just wanted something sweet and I looked up on top of the fridge and there he was –
Coco the monkey.
Funny how you fall back on childhood ways – I still let the milk soak up the chocolate first.