Because Sometimes You Just Want a Doughnut

I woke up just really wanting a doughnut. It just sounded good and it sounded like a fun family outing. But I literally had to beg the kids to go, then finally just force it upon them. It was then an there I realized they don't really know what doughnuts are.

Obviously we don't get them enough! Don't get me wrong. Connor used to know what doughnuts were. He would even ask for them all the time. Back then (like a year or so ago) I used to go get them on an almost daily basis. And I was totally gaining weight and didn't understand why!?! So the almost daily doughnuts and the daily froyo trips stopped. I can't believe that I was packing on the pounds either!?

Well the pendulum seems to have swung in the opposite direction. Maybe doughnuts should be like a once a month excursion. Or at least every other month. Or maybe once a week...I kid. I seriously have no self restraint when it comes to food. Come on guys, it's a genetic thing! My dad doesn't either!

But the doughnuts were good. I had a maple bar, my favorite. I ate the whole thing in like 5 seconds flat. Connor ate all the frosting and sprinkles off his doughnut and nothing more. And Isla powered through 3 doughnut holes and was left with the most adorable frosting mustache I have ever seen (I totally should have taken a picture because it was so cute.)

Now, after writing all this, I am wanting another doughnut...