Everyone's got their traditions when it comes to Christmas stockings. Some do candy, some do toys, some do a combination of both and others do something in between. We Lambsons do an amalgam of candy (holiday themed plain/peanut/mint M&M's and a candy cane), mixed nuts and some piece of fruit (apple, orange, pear, etc.), with a small gift of some kind usually added in by someone (a little bottle of cologne/perfume from Mom and Dad or a mix CD from Beckie...or me...I can't remember).
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| Kind of like this, but white. And knitted. And our names were on them. |
But that's not the point of this post; after all, anyone can do a
regular Christmas stocking. We Lambsons take it an awesome step further. With a
second stocking. With
BREAKFAST!
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If there was a way to put this in a stocking that wasn't ridiculously messy,
I'd have done it every year. |
It's okay to admit that makes my family's Christmas morning a bit more awesome than the average family Christmas morning. These breakfast stockings were made of felt (as opposed to our knit regular stockings) and had felt Christmas shapes/images sewn onto them. Inside you would find a single-serving box of cereal, a juice box and some kind of breakfast pastry/snack cake (like donut sticks or a small cinnamon roll or something). There may have been more, but my brain stops at cereal and donut sticks.
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| Nuts to the coffee, just pass the donut sticks. They're better with milk. |
Now, the reason for this post's title is that as far back as I can remember, every single Christmas I got Frosted Flakes in my stocking. Maybe as a tiny child I got Frosted Flakes and made some kind of "THESE ARE THE BEST EVER" kind of comment, and that led Mom and Dad to think that's all I ever wanted. Other siblings got Froot Loops, Apple Jacks, Corn Pops or some other sugar-sweetened bliss. I complained about this, mostly to myself for a long time; after all, isn't variety the spice of life?
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No, cinnamon is the spice of life. Or garlic. It depends on if you're going
for sweet or savory. Also acceptable: basil, cumin, oregano. |
But as I grew older, not only did I realize I was being an ungrateful jerk - a breakfast stocking with Frosted Flakes is better than no breakfast stocking after all - but I came to understand that Frosted Flakes are just wonderful. Seriously, they're so simple and delicious that I could probably eat an entire box in one sitting. The big box, not the little one. Of
course I could eat the little one in one sitting. Who can't? Besides Ghandi?
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| They even taste delicious in Spanish! |
This tradition has, unfortunately, gone by the wayside as the level of complication in coordinating such a breakfast effort increases annually. But every time I'm at the grocery store and my eye wanders over a blue box bedecked by Tony the Tiger, I might have to wipe away a tear from nostalgia. And the fact that I'm probably
not eating Frosted Flakes or donut sticks at that exact moment.
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| Seriously, breakfast snack cakes rarely get better than this. |
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