Husband got home from work and whispered in my ear:
Let's go on a date tonight.
I'm listening. What do you have in mind?
I'm there. We'll go after dinner.
Daughter watching donuts being made, but being distracted by her new friend, Ethan.
Daughter's donut. She ended up eating almost all of it later. She stabbed it with the coffee stirrer and enjoyed it like a kabob.
Son enjoyed an unglazed cake donut. He ate about half. Well, no. I gave him half of a donut. Half of that went in his mouth and the other half became crumbs on his shirt.
Daughter drinking her high fructose corn milk. yuck.btw, the HOT NOW sign was on the entire time we were there and the line was out the door!
We all had a fun time. Of course, Daughter cried when it was time to go. She kept saying, "wanna watch makin donuts." It's tough when you're 2.5 and your parents take you to Krispy Kreme for dessert and then only let you stay for 45 minutes.
p.s. all the pictures were taken on Husband's cell phone a HTC OZONE.