After reluctantly agreeing to help my son locate his lost baseball glove, I headed to his room.  Closet?  Nope.  Visible portions of room (i.e. top portions of stuff on the floor, dresser, and nightstand)? Nope.  Under the bed?  Nope, but wait.  Something more curious lurks below.

The remains of what appears to have been an epic cereal party.  Breakfast on, bro!  Or should I say, “Cheerio?”