So on the morning of the 26th, we woke up moaning about how tired we were, and how cereal just wouldn't hit the spot with this kind of terrible fatigue. What we need is doughnuts, we said. We deserve doughnuts after all the Christmas activities of the past few days, and woe is us. Yes, we are pathetic.
Since doughnuts were definitely in order to aid our poor tired bones, Dustin took off for Dunkin' Donuts. Grace wanted one with sprinkles, but when he got there they told him that the only sprinkled doughnuts they had were special red Christmas ones. So Dustin brought home the reddest frosted doughnut in the entire world. I was a little nervous about giving the Red 40 plastered monster to Grace but thought whatever, it's fine. We'll blame that on my debilitating exhaustion.
Let me give you an idea of what all that red frosting did to my child:
This is a child who is normally not hyperactive. But after eating that doughnut....DUDE. She was running laps around the kitchen table and squealing. She was jumping from room to room and laughing her head off about nothing. Things like that. She stopped long enough for me to snap a few pictures and then continued to bounce off the walls.
|I just stubbed my toe and won't notice for twenty minutes!!!!|
|Everything is just so hilarious and I don't know why!|
|You're going to regret giving me that doughnut for hours.|
I will admit that it was pretty amusing, but come ON! I guess I just don't understand why people feel the need to put Red 40 in their food when they know it causes so many people (mainly children) to temporarily lose their minds. Okay, that's an exaggeration but you get the point, right? Apparently her doughnut had a ton of Red 40 in it because it's never affected her nearly that much. I guess making food pretty is more important than keeping kids (and their parents) sane, but whatever. Off my soapbox now!
No more red frosting for this girl. I guess we should've just stuck with cereal!