Mom's in the rehab unit at my folks' old people community place. She's doing better, thanks! But we didn't want to leave Dad alone on Christmas, just randomly walking into corners like a stuck Roomba. So we took him to my in-laws.
Days before, Mom-in-law Joan said "What can I get your dad? He has to open something."
"Oh, man - no, he won't want anything and will insist that he needs nothing..."
But she insisted so I wracked my brain then called Don.
"What's the cereal you like?
"What?"
"WHAT'S THAT CEREAL YOU SAID YOU LIKED? THE OTHER DAY?"
"Let me go look..." [thirty seconds of shuffling/dead air]..."Kellogg's 'Red Berries.'"
So I dutifully reported this to Mom-in-law Joan.
WELL, let me just say that it may as well have been a PONY! One would have thought we made this in the basement, slaving all summer on it! Yay!
Plus it's Special K Red Berries, Don. Understandable how one could miss the K, though. (?)