It’s been a while since I’ve been home on a Friday -- and I’ve missed our donuts for breakfast tradition. J cried at my insistence to just wear his PJs and refused to leave the house without being dressed. At Daylite Donuts drive-up window:
J: We’re not going in?
Carol: No, we don’t go in, we just drive up. (Daylite Donuts only has a screened-in porch)
J: (flatly) Grandma Miess takes me in.
Carol: Grandma Miess takes you in? This donut shop? There’s nowhere to go in. Is that why you didn’t want to wear your PJs?
J: (insisting) Grandma Miess takes me in there to get donuts.
Carol: This donut shop? This donut shop?
Then, to prove the point that he knew exactly where he was, J pointed to the Credit Union next door and exclaimed --
J: Yes! And Grandma Miess takes me in that sucker shop too!
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