Krispy Kreme

Have you ever had a Krispy Kreme donut fresh off the belt? You know, seconds after it passed through the veil...of glaze? I am a lover of all sweets, but a warm, gooey, melt in your mouth Krispy Kreme is in a class all of its own. Apparently, Audrey thinks so to. On Wednesday morning I decided it was about time to really enforce Audrey's potty training. She HATES wearing "gig girl undies" so I told her that if she wore them all day I would get her a treat of her choice after dinner (yes, I bribe her). "How bout donuts?" was her responce.

There are donuts, and then there are DONUTS. She would not have been happy with a grocery store donut, and Dunkin Donuts wouldn't have made the cut either. It had to be Kripsy Kreme. We are ideally located 10 minutes away from the Krispy Kreme here in Raleigh (it is either a blessing or a curse...I will let you know). We called ahead to make sure that there were hot donuts coming off the belt, which they were.

To make a long story short, we ordered a dozen, Travis ate 4 by the time I was half way through my second one. I ended up eating 2 1/2 and Audrey ate 2 1/2 (at almost the same speed that I ate mine). She asked for more, but I knew that she would want one for breakfast so I made sure that there were leftovers. I am pretty sure Travis could have eaten at least 2 more.

The next morning right after Audrey woke up she went downstairs. Travis secretly followed her with the camera.