Last night, we had dinner at Fuji and it was the best decision I'd made in a while. :) I hadn't been there in a few weeks, so it was so good. Strangely enough, on our way out, the thought of having LaMar's Donuts for breakfast the next day (today) sounded like a good idea. It was so strange because I can't say that that thought has EVER popped into my mind. Less than 5 minutes later, Sage goes, "Can we go to LaMar's tomorrow?" Huh?! First of all, I've never even been to LaMar's, so I had no clue how she knew what it was.
Back when I first moved here, the church we went to at the time had them occasionally, so I said, "How do you know about that place?" Apparently, the mom that takes her to dance on Thursdays takes them there sometimes, and Sage had tried "Donut MOLES." Yes! Have you heard of them? You may know them as donut holes. They're similar to that. She said that they were SO good. So this morning, Travis took the kids to "get some donuts." Some. I'm thinking that he's going to get some "donut moles" for the kids and possibly 2 or 3 regular donuts. Then I remembered that I sent Travis. When they got back, I came downstairs to THIS:
1 dozen donuts (can I say that I have a problem writing "donuts" like this instead of "doughnuts?")
But clearly, that's how THEY spell it, so for the purpose of this blog, I conformed.
Bubs eating his donut mole.
She immediately brought the bag to me to show me how amazing a donut mole really is. Of course, she didn't want anyone to like them too much because she fussed at Jaggar for eating too many of them. (Note: he had 2.)
I asked, "Was it really necessary to get 12?" He said, "You don't send someone that likes food as much as I do into a donut shop to get one donut." Note taken.
No complaints here though! Happy kids=happy mom!
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