Mindy: "Mork, why are you building a tower of Cheerios?" On comedy: "You're only given one little spark of madness.
No one sees me picking up crumbs from crushed Cheerios on the floorboards of my car, unloading the dishwasher, whispering to children over the monitor who have stirred from sleep a lot too early.
But one day there will be a trail of Cheerios on the floor marking where your baby has been and what he has seen, and you'll realize that those Cheerios make your house feel more like a home than any fresh flower arrangement ever could, and that epiphany will make you smile.
Maybe we should have more Cheerios on the menu.
We waited for a sign from the baby-name gods; perhaps a name spelled out in spilled milk and Cheerios on the kitchen floor.
Wearing a pink T-shirt, a furry pink vest and pink socks and swinging two pink-tied pigtails, she giggled in delight as she dropped Cheerios on the floor.
Members of fashion's old guard, each has mastered the art of visual self-branding, marketers' pet coinage for the cultivation of a personal style as quirky, distinctive and easy to read as a box of Cheerios on a grocer's shelf.
And twice as many Cheerios on the floor.
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It's kind of like attending a mass with a dozen homilies in a row, without the distraction of dirty toddlers eating Cheerios on the floor.
I somehow managed to get them out of bed, put them in their high chairs, throw bananas and Cheerios on their trays and collapse onto the couch.
