A Donut

H,

Mom had an early meeting, so I took you and K to school today.

Getting ready to leave, you went with me to my car to get my coffee mug as mom was leaving.

She honked her horn as she was driving off to say goodbye and you immediately started crying.

“I want my mamma!”

I thought you would stop in a few minutes, but you didn’t.

You cried and cried and cried until on the way to school, I asked if a donut would make you feel better.

You nodded yes, and nearly instantly, you stopped crying.

After we got to school and dropped K off, you were so excited to show your friends in the cafeteria the donut you got.

Sometimes a girl needs her mamma.

Sometimes a girl needs a donut.

I love you.

-Dad