Almost every Saturday morning Noah begs and pleads for donuts. When I agree then he negotiates that he wants to stay in his pajamas. It's not a big deal to me and the Daylight Donut guy never seems to mind him sitting on the counter in his jammies. This morning Noah asked for donuts. I initially said 'No' because I was going to make waffles.
Eventually I relented and told him to come on. Then he stopped and said "Dad why don't you go by yourself. I'm going to stay here with Mom." So I grabbed my keys and took a picture of the little Benedict Arnold all cuddled up to his Mom and sister.
