Donna Harris Photography

There are some things that bring you back to your childhood. For me, donuts are one of them.

Not just any donuts, but a particular place gets me right back to being 7 years old and sitting in the shop, the Donut Shop, that is. At Old Town Donuts, you’ll find a comfortable atmosphere where enjoying a sugary pastry is one of life’s pleasures. I’d sit there with my mom and brother and we’d munch on our donuts. We’d have our choice of drink: Mom with her cup of black coffee and my brother and I with those lovely cartons of milk (mine chocolate, his traditional white). My mom, being no stranger to anyone, would make friends every visit and we’d learn about new people, hear stories, see fun things. We’d sit there until the wee hours of the night, doing our homework, begging for another donut and sticking it out because of our sugar high.

When Roman was about two, I gave him his first experience at Old Town Donuts. Now, close to the same age, it’s Milo’s turn.

AAAAND we are just so psyched that Old Town has come to our town!
While I love going “back home” to get my donut fix, it sure is nice to have one just down the road at their new location in Cottleville!

What is it about a pastry case that makes kids (and adults) run up and press their nose to the glass?

Of course, I scanned the many donuts making sure my favorite was there…

Little ones are always treated to some complimentary donut holes.

For me???

Chow Time!

I can’t tell you how hard it was to get a photo of their donut fun. Those little piggies ate so fast I could hardly get a shot of one bite of donut.

Must get…

sprinkles…

in mouth!

The end result of donut eating is super-hyper kids with their silly faces.

For the love of these donuts, that’s okay with me!

It’s been a while since my boys have graced the blog.

Being the only female in the house doesn’t scare me. I wouldn’t have life any other way, really it’s all I’ve ever known.

See my niece Ava? She reminds me of me when I was her age. Hanging with the boys. All my life I’ve had the pleasure of messy rough and tough brothers, uncles, cousins and friends.

Yes, they can get themselves into trouble. But how do they manage to still look cute doing it!?

We have been having a ton of fun outside this winter (if you can even call it that).

Milo LOVES playing in his sandbox.

We got into a routine of “Lunch, Nap, Wake up and play in the sandbox”….. that I couldn’t say no even on a day where it was pretty darn cold outside!

When they were stuck indoors, pushing around laundry baskets in racecar fashion became the new game. They’d stop by my desk and scream “Momma!” and laugh and run away with each race around the track.

And my little Ro-bug. He’s gonna be 4 soon. FOUR! I know, he’s still tiny, but where does the time go??? This photo was taken before our date to his favorite place: Moes.

{Parents make it a point to date your kids. I don’t care if you don’t want to call it a date. Spend individual time with each one of your little ones. It’s precious time that I treasure and I hope I’m instilling traditions and memories for my kiddo that will last their lifetime.}

AAAND as I mentioned before THIS happened…. again.

I don’t know how. 🙂

So most days were spent on the couch.

Rehabilitation time. {ok, that’s a metal pole from our laundry rack…. but it was helpful when he first tried to walk}

First trip to the dentist!

Cool dude!

…and his nervous brother. Naturally, teething at the dentist office.

He’d rather be home up to his ears in toys.

Playing with food {real or fake} is this little guys favorite thing to do. And lets not forget to put ketchup on EVERYTHING!

…even brownie sandwiches.

….and always say grace before eating.

So that’s what my gang has been up to.

NOW we are just so psyched to have some crazy 80 degree weather in early March.   Next time I update, you may just catch a glimpse of us running through the sprinkler!