Hi Ho Cheerios

Today I am home with Brianna due to her running a nasty, stubborn fever. It is currently down after some ibuprofen, but awhile ago she was just upset and wouldn't let me do anything for her. All she would do was cry and scream, hold her arms out to me but then when I picked her up, push her hands and feet up against me like she was trying to get away. I tried everything - water, milk, a nap, rocking, walking around with her, playing various games and with various toys...Finally I tried giving her some cheerios. That did the trick. She ate some and then spent the next 45 minutes playing with them. She transferred them from her snack cup to a toy pitcher that goes with the play kitchen. Then she transferred them to a different bowl, then to the floor, then split them back between the original snack cup, and a play cup. Along the way she still ate a few here and there. She brought them from one end of the room to the other. Now there are many less than we started out with, but as I scan the room quickly I can see they are on the floor by me, on the floor by the couch, on the floor by the girl's little Dora couch, and on the Dora couch itself. Yes, it is a mess and there are probably crushed cheerios I'm not even seeing. BUT...it made her happy, spared my ears for awhile, and gave us peace.

Thank you, Cheerios.