My wakeup came in the cereal aisle. One day I thought, "Why am I laboring emotionally for five minutes in this aisle, to make sure my kids have a variety of cereal to choose from?" I started choosing two different cereals that they liked and buying those same cereals every week. I never gave them a choice again. I think it started after a friend went on mission to a third world country, and when she came back she told me the people living in poverty there ate the fish they caught for breakfast every single day. And they often had fish for lunch and dinner, too. For a second, I think I felt a little jealous at their lack of options.