Donuts with Daddy
If you know me, you know my kids are some picky eaters, and sometimes just don't eat. The struggle to get food in them is real. There is one thing I know my kids will both eat, donuts. I mean what kid doesn't? If yours doesn't, please don't tell me. For me, I consider donuts and kolaches a mom win.
Now, I don't get donuts for them during the week, but on the weekend, a little daddy daughter tradition has developed. Emma's an early riser. I mean 5:30 am. (She's killing me with this early bird routine, by the way) So when she wakes up early, we put her in bed with us so we don't have to actually get up. She knows all she has to do is turn to Jess and in her cute, quiet 2-year-old voice say "donuts" and she's got him. Emma doesn't have a lot of words, but she sure knows donut and uses it to her advantage. She also has Jess wrapped around her little finger.
The donut shop around the corner knows the two of them well. They are likely one of the first customers and she's always in her pajamas and teddy bear slippers (if weather warrants). The owners always treat her to a donut hole while they get their order. By the time they get home and she bounds in the door, the sugar is already pumping in her veins. She usually has had two donut holes and a face evident of it. This morning it was a huge chocolate grin that proudly came in the door. Stinkin adorable!
I doubt Emma will always want to go with her daddy to get donuts, but it is sweet right now. She thinks the entire experience is a special treat. Even riding in Jess' (insanely dirty) truck. It also allows me to either sleep a little longer or get some coffee going so I can handle what the day has in store for us. This morning she was exceptionally happy because Liv slept in, so she got her pick before sissy could take any. I couldn't resist grabbing some pics of the two. I'll have the memory to add to our album for the year. As you know, I don't normally have documentation of the cuteness that comes with this age, more of the real life chaos it brings. What can I say, I'm a realist?