Not even close to a running post.

Unless you count the tagline, "America Runs on Dunkin'" this is far from a running post. But hear me out.

I had the best morning. Since this was the day after a rotten morning, I needed it. I had nothing on the schedule (a good thing, after a few full days) so I decided Conal and I would take our time in the morning, get in some quality play and then head out to run some errands.

Our first stop was Dunkin' Donuts. We don't normally go to Dunkin' Donuts, especially just on a regular day, but two things drove me to go there: We were out of coffee (and I needed a cup, desperately) and Conal needed something special.

I got a medium black coffee and a glazed donut. Conal choose the chocolate frosted donut with the fancy sprinkles. We sat at a table and indulged in our sweet treats. And they were delicious.

Through lips covered in chocolate and rouge sprinkles, Conal thanked me and told me his donut was so, so good. "This a good treat, Mama."

I don't know, but I almost started to cry. It was just a little outing to the "donut store," as Conal calls it, but it was a big deal. A treat. There will come a day when he probably won't want to hang with his geeky mom and frosted donuts won't seem to be anything special. Today wasn't that day. And I loved it.

~ Felice