...not me, the boys. I only wish I had a nice fresh old-fashioned doughnut to wave, and then nibble!
Anyhow, back to our story. Last Thursday afternoon was warm and breezy, and before the rain set in, Mom and I set out to garden. We set Noah and Christopher on a quilt, dressed in wide-brimmed hats, and gave them their favorite stacking toy, with rings we call doughnuts, to play with. Well, Christopher handily stacked a doughnut on the stacker, and celebrated to the world.
Curte says that a boy walked by sometime later, and Christopher watched him pass, and then waved a doughnut madly at his back.
Here's Noah in "My Hat"; dig, dig, dig, dig it!