...is because I can't compete with this! No matter how hard I work, I have a greater opposing force.
This was Dear Son gleefully pushing his walking toy around the kitchen floor, grinding the Life cereal into the vinyl. Note the empty bowl on the floor that used to be filled with cereal. Apparently dumping it all over the floor wasn't enough, and Dear Son had a moment of inspiration where he intentionally went for his walker toy and began driving it over the mess. He thought it was funny to hear the crushing, crunching, grinding noise and picked up speed withe each pass through the mess.