One Saturday morning I came back from a run and found this:
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Apparently Marshall had spilled Cheerios all over the floor. Peter gave them (woefully inadequate) measuring cups to fill to clean it up and then went upstairs. Marshall was putting the Cheerios off the floor back into the bag. Hannah was in heaven - just eating the Cheerios right off the floor. I couldn't help but be grossed out. The floor wasn't particularly clean, and Marshall was sans pants, since he still wears a diaper at night and goes without underwear after he goes potty in the morning until someone gets him some underwear to wear.
Oh well, at least I got a good run before this. And sorry for the partial nudity.
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