Donuts & Grumps

The morning started off promisingly. After reading a review from a NYC food critic after his visit to Columbus in which he called the donut place in the North Market "the best donut he has ever eaten, hands down," we decided to hit it up for breakfast! And he wasn't joking. It was amazing. Wm got (boringly) a chocolate sprinkle donut, Steve got a triple chocolate donut, and I got a salted butterscotch donut. They were HUGE. I told Wm to stop eating when his belly had had enough or he'd get a tummy ache. And the fun began...

Happiness

After Wm polished off his entire donut, he goes, "my belly hurt a quarter of the way through, but I didn't care." He ate more than Steve and I did. He DID feed a large portion of his donut to the birds whom he befriended (they spotted an easy mark).

Couldn't finish

Then, Wm ran and twitched around like he was on meth. After about 30 minutes, he was like, "I'm tired. I WANT TO GO HOME. NOOOOOW." And then the sugar crash happened. 

We then went to the mayor's block party at Columbus Commons with Mimi. Sadly, Wm was still mid-crash and was quasi-evil. But he still had fun!

Petting a police horse! He said it was "creepy"

BRUTUS!!!!!!

Mimi got a closer shot!

After we got home, I stuffed him full of proteins and veggies. After a plate piled with hard boiled egg, black beans, pistachios, carrots, and apples, he was much better! He goes, "I think I ate enough calories for a WEEK. I will have to do some exercises." Haha!! 

It's a good thing he is feeling better because Wm's fun isn't over! He is heading to a new friend's house for a big sleep over tonight. That means Steve and I have a KID FREE night! And, his friend's mom is the best human ever because she is feeding them dinner to boot! FREEEEEDOOOOOM!

We have accomplished exactly 0% of our errands, however. Wm is still violin and cleat-less. We are having company for dinner and a movie tomorrow night, so we will have to eek it in beforehand! Steve is busily building a corn hole set in the basement. The whole house is filled with the sounds of sawing and drilling. He's quite the carpenter down there. Apparently he also has to drive to Plain City to get some kind of special corn hole bean bags. But not tonight - because we are off to some festival in Grandview. Where there are food trucks...you will find me.