I love Dunkin Donuts coffee for some odd reason. So, whenever I stop to get myself a coffee – D needs a donut with sprinkles. So, we stopped today so I could get a pound of coffee to take to the beach (we leave tomorrow!). I proceeded to order D a sprinkled donut and they told me they were out of sprinkled donuts. Now, I can understand this happening maybe once, but this is the second time this has happen this year. Um, don’t you have the capabilities of making donuts in your facility? It’s in your name. So, poor D was disappointed once again.
He kept talking about this sprinkled donut while we were driving. He actually thought of a solution to the problem.
“Mommy, why don’t we go buy some sprinkled donuts at the store and go and give Dunkin Donuts some, so that they have sprinkled donuts.”
I thought this was the cutest think in the whole wide world. Here he is at almost 3 1/2 and thinking of how he can help others – but himself at the same time (of course).