"Alright! Here..." he walked over to the space between his desk and the wall and picked up a large paper bag with bright red and blue markings. "These are his rolled oats. There's a plastic scoop in there. I'm gonna get his bucket and we'll need to put seven scoops in there."

He grabbed a large yellow bucket from under his desk. "We'll have to wash this out when we're done." he said, setting the bucket down so she could pour the oatmeal in.