My 3-year-old son morphed into a doughnut connoisseur early in life. Our favorite place is Pao's Donuts on 6th Avenue near Mildred Street in Tacoma. For $5, we can score a huge fresh doughnut for each member of the family, plus a bag of glazed doughnut holes.
Today, my son and I ventured out to Pao's in our pajamas, shoes and jackets. He sat on the counter as the woman with the tongs interpreted his pointing finger and correctly bagged a chocolate long john. He also asked to hold the doughnuts while I paid. Remember, folks: Doughnuts are a big deal.
Once in the car, he wanted to hold the bag of doughnut holes for the ride home. Anytime the boy hums while eating, I know he is content like a purring cat.
On this rainy Sunday morning, my buddy's quiet but sustained humming helps keep the car a little warmer.
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