Breakfast at midnight

I love my ridiculous little slow-cooker. I picked it up at the thrift store for practically nothing, thinking that if it never did anything except sit on the table and hold hot gravy and sour cherry sauce for pork chops and so forth when needed it would be worth the $3.00.

Tonight, however, I have filled it with

1/4 C Red River cereal
1/4 C steel cut oats
1 C milk
1 C water
1 T vanilla
1 T (heaping) brown sugar
1 t cinnamon
1/4 t salt

And left it to cook.

At worst, I'll need to transfer everything into my beloved little red pot in the morning and remember to start with boiling water next time, but I think that The Baby will manage all right.