Not Enough To Do

As I opened the cereal box....there it was....a race car that my children would soon be fighting over. I had no idea that they even put toys in cereal boxes anymore. My son was the first to spot it, so technically it was his. He unwrapped the bright yellow car and within the wrapper were various stickers and instructions on where each one went. The stickers were small and the directions were difficult, so needless to say my four year old would need help with this endeavor.

At the same time I was preparing breakfast for the children at daycare, welcoming parents and kids as they came through the door and trying to control the noise level as the twins began to argue over the unmarked yellow car. What mother or father for that matter has time first thing in the morning to break from the chaos to place stickers on a plastic matchbox car? What four year old will be patient and put the car aside until their parent is able to give it full attention?

With all the fussing and chaos that my morning brings, I stopped everything and placed each of the small stickers n the correct place. My son was thrilled and my daughter was devastated that she had not found the lucky yellow car. She finally came to grips with the fact that she had little interest in the car and asked me to pour her some cereal. Another new box....as I opened the cereal box....there it was....another tiny race car in need of detailing. Who has the time? What were the cereal companies thinking?