The cereal killer is back on the menu
My 6 year old knocked over a whole box of Frosted Flakes this morning and I just looked at my wife and said 'well, looks like we've got a serial killer on our hands' and walked out. She did not appreciate the joke but I'm still laughing.
Ha, this is gold. My 6 year old did something similar with a gallon of milk last week and I just stood there trying not to laugh. The cleanup is the real dad moment though.