Friday, November 03, 2006

It's All About the Doughnuts

Krispy Kreme - doha

It has been a tradition in our family that every other Friday Daddy brings home Krispy Kreme doughnuts on his way home from work. So, over the last couple of years, "payday Friday" has become the conversation of the little ones the night before the coveted event! When Greg calls home from work the night before, they're sure to remind him that he's bringing doughnuts home in the morning, right?

Forget "we miss you, Daddy", or "we can't wait to see you in the morning, Daddy"!'s, "Don't forget the doughnuts in the morning!" Even two year old Chloe has caught on to soon as it's her turn to talk to Daddy on the phone, her first word is none other than, "doughnuts?" And when Daddy replies, "Yes, honey, I'm bringing doughnuts home in the morning", she simply replies, "K" and hands the phone over to another kid!

Poor Daddy.....he just can't compete with "the doughnuts".

One morning he had to stop at the store, before bringing home the doughnuts, to pick up milk......'cause, we can't have doughnuts without milk! Anyway, you'd have thought that the kids were waiting for a drop of water out in the desert the way they stalked the door and window waiting for Daddy's, oh, I mean the doughnuts, arrival. When he finally arrived, the little ones ran to the door to open it! To their dismay, he only walked in with three gallons of milk! Well, instead of throwing their arms around Daddy and welcoming him home, they frantically exclaimed, "Where's the doughnuts???" To their relief, Daddy assured them that they were in the car, so a sigh of relief calmed their worrisome hearts.

But wait....there's more! Each night before Daddy is to come home with the doughnuts, tucking the kids in has become a time a convincing them that Daddy WILL. BRING. HOME. THE. DOUGHNUTS! As I'm pulling up the covers and kissing their guessed it, "Is Daddy bringing doughnuts home in the morning?" God forbid Greg can't pick up doughnuts one morning.....what will they do?

Well, today happens to be "payday Friday". Early this morning, about 5:30am to be exact, I awoke to little pitter-patters near my door. I could see that it was Sophia so I invited her to crawl into bed with me. A few minutes later Ethan began to stir, so I brought him into the bed to nurse him.

While I was nursing, Sophie began to whisper, "Mommy, I like Ethan".

I whispered back, "I'm glad you like Ethan!"

And sure enough....just moments after our beautiful conversation about how much we liked Ethan (I think we'll keep him), these words rolled off of Sophie's lips.....

"Is Daddy bringing doughnuts home?"

I guess Daddy's convincing wasn't enough last night over the phone, nor my convincing when I tucked her in last night, nor just the general repetition of doing this every two weeks. My sweet, precious babies.....

Thank you, Krispy Kreme, for being such an important, life-altering, entity in the Sabo home! Our kids wouldn't be happy without you!

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  1. sweet! What a neat tradition, and what a neat daddy :-)

  2. Wow...I tell you

    that's so cute:)

  3. Anonymous7:59 PM

    Candace, your story reminds me of your Dad.....and Tacos :) Kiss those precious babies for me and one for yourself and Greg.

  4. Anonymous9:27 PM

    that's hilarious! i think i need to marry a man who has a krispy kreme tradition... ;)

  5. Hooray Alex!!!! I can't wait to visit your blog! I love and miss you!

  6. Anonymous9:18 AM

    Candace that was sounded like a Nancy Drew book!Your children are so precious and cute. I look forward to reading more stories like this one. Love you!!


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