The discovery of powdered doughnuts

Can anyone remember that blessed moment in their life when they ate their first powdered doughnut (I personally prefer the crumb ones but that is just me)? Well, last week Troy brought home a bag as it is one of Gracie's favorite "treats." Aeva immediately saw the bag and became, shall we say, interested. Her hand went ever so cautiously down into the bag of wonder. It came out with a small, round, powdery white 'O'. Though she had not yet tasted it, her eyes became large and a smile came across her little face. It was much like what happened to the Grinch's heart when he discovered that Christmas was not made up of toys and ham but of love and friends.

Then came the first bite...

Her little heart began to swell with happiness. You can see the expression on her face as she realized that there was a whole bag of these wonderful things sitting right in front of her. Too bad I don't have a picture of her when she was all done. She looked like Frosty the Snowman. Despite the mess, I couldn't stop her moment of happiness. I knew that this was one of the few times she would be able to eat them guilt free. No calorie counting for this little one. Enjoy, little Aeva. Enjoy!