My son, the donut thief

Okay, so Brendan was born with a sweet tooth just like his Daddy. Last week, while Kennedy was at school, he and I went grocery shopping and unloaded the groceries. The day before friends had come over early and the kids had donuts together as a treat. There was one donut left in the box and it was on the counter but pushed towards the back.

So after groceries I sat down on the couch and Brendan went in the kitchen, to color I thought. It was WAY to quite so...

Mommy: Brendan what are you doing?

(Silence)

Brendan: umm... I don't know

Mommy: Why don't you come in here with me

(Silence)

(30 seconds passes)

Mommy:Brendan what are you doing?

Brendan:umm..eatin cookie?

(could be a problem since we don't have cookies in the house)

so I stood up and started to walk to the kitchen when I saw this...

hmmm...what's really going on here

So I walked around the corner into the kitchen and the box was followed by this...

A whole trail of these across the kitchen floor.
This is going to be fun to clean up!
At the end of the trail was my son with THE BIGGEST GRIN on his face stuffing the chocolate donut in as fast as he could!


How could anyone get mad at a face like this!! When I was taking the picture i said "Brendan say donut"
Brendan's reply was "Donut...where?"
I love my little man!