As you might remember, one of our favorite family things to do is go to Basha's for donuts and coffee. Anyone that is around Zackary often will know this. Every time we are playing and he is off on his bike and you ask him where he is going, he will say to the grocery store for donuts and coffee. This morning we headed out to Basha's for our weekend ritual and of course now Lane gets his own donut (we finally figured out to get him one with white frosting for better cleanup). He was happily eating his donut, squealing, laughing, and ummming about how yummy he thinks it is. I look back not 2 minutes later and find this. A complete mess of frosting, yes those are chunks on his shoulder, all over his face, all over his car seat, and he was passed out holding the rest of his donut.
Kids are awesome!