When I was about 3 or 4 I was innocently enjoying a bowl of delicious honey nut cheerios. As I was finishing up my meal my dad came into the room to check on me to see how I was doing. What I didn't know was that he had preemptively grabbed a handful of cheerios on his way in before he sat down beside me. He looked me in the eyes and said "Hey Greg, those cheerios look pretty good, mind if I have some?" He then proceeded to put his hand up against my stomach and pretended to pull the cheerios out of my stomach. Upon seeing this happen and seeing my beloved honey nut cheerios right there in his hand I immediately broke into tears begging for him to put them back. He was so taken aback by my reaction that he immediately tried to explain to me that it was just a trick but I didn't believe him and was inconsolable for several hours.