Cereal hound

I am just about ready to go to bed and I hear DK milling around in the kitchen... I hear a grunt and a quiet little "shit". As he walks in the living room I ask him what is wrong and he says there are no clean spoons, I sit up off the couch to find a spoon for my darling , only to see that he has his bowl of cereal with a huge serving spoon. He says it's okay I'll use this one.