Oakmeal

     I'm being served tea in a room by a little girl, age 2. 
     "You make the best tea," I tell her. "I sure did," she says and goes off to make more of the imaginary drink. An idea comes to my mind. 
     "Do you want me to make us some Oakmeal?" 
     "Okay, sure. I love Oakmeal. I can help too. I'm supposed to be an expert." 
     "Well how convenient is that? Cooking in the kitchen is tough stuff. You sure you wanna help?"
     "I can handle it."
    
     Who am I to argue? We both go to the kitchen and get the ingrediants ready. 

     You see, here in lies the problem. How many times have you made oatmeal and felt like this?

      Trust me, I know the feeling. That's why I started getting creative with how I made mine. This is how I made my Oakmeal this time, but you can experiment with your own tastes. I pretty much just grabbed whatever was laying around that I was into at the time. 

 INGREDIENTS: 

- 1 Pack of Brown Sugar Maple Oatmeal and additional oats for a little extra. Add as much as you need for yourself. I was feeding two this time. 

- Dash of brown sugar

- Dash of nutmeg 

- Dash of cinnamon 

- Dash of pumpkin spice

- Almond granola 

- Almond milk

- 1 Tablespoon of honey

- 1 Tablespoon of butter

- 1 Teaspoon of vanilla extract


DIRECTIONS: 

1. Pour your oats in a bowl. I was informed by the little girl I would need help with this part. I guess it's a judgment call you have to make for yourself. Keep your kitchen safe. 

2. Add your brown sugar, nutmeg, cinnamon, and pumpkin spice. Top with a little bit of the almond granola mix. 

3. Add the amount of almond milk you desire based on consistency preference. 

At this point, the girl could not help with adding the milk because of how messy it can get. She became very discouraged at this.
     "I'm not an expert anymore," she said sadly. 
     "Sure you are. In fact, when we are done, I'll make you a certificate for being a Certified Oakmeal Expert." 
     "Okay!"

4. Microwave for about 1 minute and 30 seconds. Stir in your honey and butter.

 I placed the cooled Oakmeal in front of the girl and spooned some into a little bowl for her. 
     "There you go," I said. "Are you ready to try your Oakmeal?"
     "No," she said, "I want to get down and go play."
     And she did. 

     The End