What do you do when YOU'RE happy?

This morning, Kendall and I were sitting at the kitchen island, eating our bowls of Special K with Berries for breakfast. We are crunching in silence, when all of sudden she reaches out with her fist and punches the box of cereal. I kind of did a double take. That's not really typical Kendall behavior. One of the boys at her age? Absolutely! But a little off center for her.

She doesn't even react, just keeps on chewing. I go back to my chewing, but a few seconds later she does it again. One quick, but lethal jab to the cereal box that sends it teetering , but remarkably, doesn't knock it over. At this point I can't stay quiet anymore, especially because I am almost spewing cereal all over the counter during an uncontrollable explosion of laughter.

"Kendall," I ask, "What on earth are you doing?"

She comes out of a trance of sorts and says, "Oh. I was singing 'If you're happy and you know it' in my head, and after I did 'If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands,' I thought I'd do 'If you're happy and you know it, Punch the Cereal.'

Now that I think back, it WAS a very rhythmic punching of the cereal box.

A few minutes later, she picks up the half full milk jug and shakes it vigorously--once, and then a few seconds later, twice. LOL

I'm thinking that tomorrow I need to make something a little more interesting. Who knows what she could do with a waffle iron or a 4-slot toaster!