MILF!
I still eat kiddie cereals every now and then. I get the tiny travel-sized boxes so they don’t get stale in between my infrequent cereal moods. I guess that’s why the guy at the grocery store assumed I had kids. “Picking up the kid at three today?” he asked me as he rang up my items at the checkout lane. “Uh, no,” I replied, confused because I’d totally forgotten I had the cereal there and couldn’t figure out why he’d…