Krispy Kreme Doughnuts

donuts

For several years, I lived so close to the Krispy Kreme, I could smell the doughnuts while they baked. . . I mean fried. I didn’t darken the door; knowing one visit would be my demise.

Fast forward a few years. . . ML was three-years-old. My friend and I took our children for a bedtime snack at 9:00 p.m. ML was dressed in footie pajamas and a Krispy Kreme hat. At this location, you can watch the donuts being made. We did for a bit. Until the kids started running around on their sugar high.

Just this week the same friend was cursing the “Hot Now” sign. I laughed when The Case of the Missing Donut by Alison McGhee and illustrated by Isabel Roxas arrived at the library the next day. The sheriff and his deputy are in charge of bringing home a dozen doughnuts safely. They don’t and it shows.

We need a reprise of a doughnut bedtime snack with friends at Krispy Kreme. This time, I’ll bring The Case of the Missing Donut to read.

Who wants to join in the fun? I know Calvin’s mom is in.

P.S. If you noticed doughnut is spelled 2 different ways in this post, check out the author’s blog for the reason. I know Brandy and Amy noticed it.

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