doughnut factory

About a week ago I promised the boys a trip to Krispy Kreme, but we piled into the car and drove over there only to find the store closed down and boarded up. I guess we weren’t giving them enough business. Jackson was absolutely devastated. And that’s putting it mildly. When I told him it wouldn’t be open the next day, or the day after that, or any time in the foreseeable future, the world might as well have stopped turning.

So while we were in another city visiting my parents over the weekend, my sister-in-law Sharon and I packed the kids into the car one morning and took them over to Krispy Kreme. And when we pulled into the parking lot Jackson screamed “the doughnut factory!” and the world was alright again.