Boston loves doughnuts. Okay, let's be blunt. Boston loves sweets! That's okay, his grandma does too. But she has learned the wisdom of limiting intake of sweets and he's not quite there yet.
Anyway, I took him to Bob Evans for breakfast on Saturday, after Jaci left for her wedding gig in Pittsburgh and long before Tyler (still reeling from this awful cold we all got) and Ridley (who loves to sleep as much as her brother loves to eat sweets) woke.
At Bob Evans, Boston wanted both chocolate milk and pancakes and I told him it had to be one or the other. He opted for pancakes.
On the way home, we stopped at Plaza Donuts on Belmont to pick up some doughnuts to take home to Daddy and Ridley. There were, as usual, about ten geezers scattered around the bar, eating their doughnuts and passing the time of day, a la the Chieftain in "Men in Trees" or some Lake Wobegon scenes on PHC.
The lady came over to take our order. Boston picked something in pink for Ridley, as that's her favorite color. We got a cinnamon roll for Daddy, then a couple of glazed, and an extra pink thing for Boston to have on Sunday morning. He told the lady that the first pink one was for his sister. He told her, "She's home sleeping." After a moment, he said, "Our dad's home sleeping, too." The lady said she wished she was home sleeping. He said, "Our mom's at a wedding." I paid and we took a few steps away from the register and he said, "She's a photographer." Then we got to the door, and he turned and leaned back into the establishment and announced to the lady and all the geezers, "Jaci Clark".
This is a guy you want helping you with your advertising plan!
1 comment:
I think he earned an extra donut for that!!
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