Saturday night when I got back from seeing Brad Paisley, my two boys were home, and one of them had a friend who was spending the night with us. Everyone had a good time and the next morning two hungry teenage boys were looking for breakfast. Eggs? No. Toast? Again no. Cereal yes, but we were out of milk. As it turned out that was a good thing because my son's friend could have Captain Crunch with maple syrup on it and a spoonful of Marshmallow Fluff to wash it down. You can't make this stuff up! The next time the Morning Waking Crew does a strange breakfast survey, I'm calling this one in!