We eat cereal for breakfast. Every morning. Unless, on VERY rare occasion, Jacque stays at our house and makes breakfast for us. I've done this forever. In fact, I'm pretty sure I could pour my own bowl of cereal when I was 3 or 4. I'm not exaggerating.
As I was snapping some 'just because' pictures of Oliver J, I realized that he was holding a plastic spoon and tub of cereal and laughed as I thought, "I guess we're starting him early."