Nastiness

Swee has been milling around the house and I heard him grab the bowl of dried cereal I left out. When I went to see what he was doing he informed me that he had made his own breakfast. I told him good job thinking he had managed to pour some milk into said cereal. When congratulated about pouring milk he said it not milk it water. And he was eating it until just now when he ran into the bathroom to spit it out. I guess he won't be in charge of making me breakfast in bed anytime soon!