You realise you're a fully fledged adult when you eat cereal as a late night snack and go to bed excited to eat it again for breakfast, amirite?

I realized I was an adult when I started getting excited for bed.

This is something a kid would think...

I am not an argumentative sort, but the only brekkie I get excited for is an all you can eat fry up at a hotel (which I always start with cereal, I guess, drenched in full fat milk at the perfect temperature) or a maccies breakfast. The latter makes me want to say sorry, not sorry, because I know what I'm about.

Someone didn't sneak into the kitchen late at night to munch on Lucky Charms marshmallows when their parents were asleep.