This is one of my favourite Mommy stories passed on down from one of my Hot Mom’s…
Hot Dad #1 was having breakfast with his son and was doing the ever so common wrestle with the cereal box.
Sidenote: Who invented cereal boxes? There really has to be a better way to get all the cereal out of the plastic bag . Ugh. I hate when you finish the box of cereal, only to find a ton of “side” cereal. You know the stuff that is stuck between the plastic bag and the actual box of cereal. I am sure “side cereal” will be the death of me. It always lands on the floor and then I step on it and have unsweepable cereal dust all over my kitchen floor.
This wasn’t about me was it?
While pouring the cereal into the bowl, Hot Dad #1 spilled cereal all over the place and then slipped out a “Fuck!”. Hot Dad #1 cleaned up the cereal and then sat down to enjoy breakfast with his son. Just as Hot Dad #1 was into his third bite of cereal his three and a half year old son looked up at him with his giant baby blues and asked, “How is your fuck, Daddy?”