Apparently Ben has banned me from making oatmeal in the morning. He complains that whenever I make it the house reeks like maple syrup for the rest of the day and it makes him nauseous. I am not sure how he even notices the smell of my oatmeal 8+ hours later when he comes home from work. Ugh, sometimes boys are just so picky. I told Ben that as long as I had cereal available I would not resort to making oatmeal. This didn't seem to satisfy him, as he made me promise to stop making that "wretched oatmeal" as he calls it. Whatev.