((Warning to those with weak stomachs))

Just as I do on so many mornings, I came downstairs and grabbed Andy's cereal bowl to pour my own. (We've unoficially adopted this system for the sake of avoiding all the noise associated with cupboards and drawers.)

I perched next to Elliott and began digging into my Raisen Bran Crunch. After about 3 or 4 bites, I noticed a rather gooey substance coating the crunchiest part of my favorite cereal. The things that come to mind are (a) bad milk? (b) bad raisen? . . . or the unthinkable (c) . . .

"Andy, did you HOCK A LOOGIE into your cereal bowl?!"

His stunned silence and revealing expression spoke volumes.

I just munched a snot ball.