An Addict Is Born

I think Penelope has an addiction, aided by her father.

After dropping off Cecilia at school this morning, Fred told Penelope, “We just have to make one stop before heading home.”

To which P responded, “To getta do-nut eh tak-a-wok?” Translation: To get a donut and take a walk?

The stop to which F was referring to was really the library to drop off some books, but being a sweets addict himself, and after having recently discovered Spudnuts Donut Shop, and claiming that P requested a donut in such an irresistible way, F headed straight for the donut shop.

On the drive to the donut shop, P started singing one of her favorite bedtime songs:

I ran around the corner and I ran around the block.
And I ran right into the donut shop.
I picked up a donut and I wiped off the grease.
And I handed the lady a five cent piece.
She looked at the nickel and she looked at me.
She said, “This nickel’s no good you see. There’s a whole in the middle and it goes right through.”
And I said, “There’s a whole in the donut, too.”
“Thanks for the donut. So Long!”

I Love Donuts

*Donut in picture is the Miami Vice Berry from Voodoo Doughnut in Portland, OR – the birthplace of P’s donut addiction.


One response to “An Addict Is Born

  1. Hmm, well the 7-11 on Upper State always has pink donutes with sprinkles in the bakery case….just in case you get in a pinch. Not that I would know about them for any particular reason….Better donuts then crack. Could be a much worse addiction 🙂

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