My big brother and I used to love getting the prizes out of a box of
cereal. We were pretty good at wiggling our grubby hands through the
cereal to get to the prize at the bottom. I remember diving
submarines that were powered by baking soda. We both have a vague
memory of a train trip that was somehow subsidized by Wheaties box
tops.

My boys got their first cereal box prize this week. They were
intrigued by an episode of the Max and Ruby cartoon in which Max is
trying to get to the bottom of a box of cereal to get the prize. They
had never seen cereal with prizes because we rarely buy the store
brand and we don't buy the junky, colorful cereal. Miracle of
miracles, I realized that the two boxes of Golden Grahams in our
pantry contained Shrek markers. They were delighted. The prizes
aren't in the bottom of the cereal anymore; they are between the wax
paper liner and the box.

Tara