It says "I love you, Mom, because you always give me cereal."
I'd say Oldest Boy has really been paying attention to what's going on in our house. I feel loved that he has noticed how much cereal I've been giving him.
And speaking of boys, it's been brought to my attention that kiddo-in-utero is a boy. That's a lot of wrassling to look forward to over the next umpteen years. The frightening part is that I'm going to have to rename the current Youngest Boy for the blog's sake. It's almost stressing me out.