Growing up I never understood the appeal of oats.Sugary, colorful cereal boxes with puzzles on the back were the bliss of childhood(Fruity Pebbles was my love language). You better believe that when I had a choice between that and drab, bland oatmeal, I was not choosing oats. What kid would? Rising early on a Saturday morning to cartoons and a bowl of sugar made my 10-year-old heart dance!It was reason enough to crawl from bed early on the weekend…