Mommy made that yucky meatloaf again and I refused to eat it, I wanted my Lucky Charms with the unicorn marshmallows. Being the meanie that she is, Mommy said no and I might have had a temper tantrum. After I stopped crying, Mommy said I could have my cereal but since I was acting like such a baby, I wasn't allowed to use my hands, and to make sure I didn't she put my arms into spreader bars. Being too busy to spoon feed me, Mommy said I could figure out a way, and if I didn't have the bowl empty I'd be having meatloaf for a week. So I get to work, wiggling my body all sorts of ways to get the bowl cleaned. It's so messy, I get milk and cereal everywhere, dripping all over my face and on my shirt. I'm a messy little girl by the time I'm done slurping away my yummy cereal!