This summer, the superduper cheap grocery store had Teddy Grahams on clearance for fifty cents a box.
I stocked up.
I really really really stocked up.

Five months later, and the last of the Teddy Grahams were eaten this afternoon.
I'm a little sad.
(And I think I might have gotten addicted)
How can a person not fall in love with tiny little graham crackers shaped like teddy bears?