This one’s for Mo, who taught Siena how to bang her fists on the table while chanting “Donuts! Donuts!” this past weekend. On the way from school to the hospital today, Siena told me, “When I’m older I go to Dunkin Donuts.”
Thanks Mo!
July 14, 2009 | 3 Comments
This one’s for Mo, who taught Siena how to bang her fists on the table while chanting “Donuts! Donuts!” this past weekend. On the way from school to the hospital today, Siena told me, “When I’m older I go to Dunkin Donuts.”
Thanks Mo!
July 15, 2009 at 7:35 pm
Perhaps Siena will one day rise to the top and achieve the lofty “President of Donut Club” moniker. It’s rarefied air for sure.
July 16, 2009 at 12:34 pm
Mark took Emma to Dunkin Donuts one winter day when daycare opened late and he needed to keep her for an extra hour (only discovering after he had arrived at daycare that they were opening late). Since then, Emma knows *exactly* where Dunkin Donuts is and will tell us she wants to go there. But I don’t think she has been back there since then. Somehow, kids love doughnuts.
July 21, 2009 at 2:13 pm
John, about the birthday numbers–almost all primes except “9″. Pretty good! 2011 is a prime number, not that I’m suggesting anything . . .