Big Day "Gonuts"

Derrick's birthday turned out to be an interesting one. We had plans to go to Krispy Kreme again this year then do some shopping and a few fun things on that side of town.  

As we were heading out the door we had a slight change in plans.  

I was standing in the doorway that leads out of the kitchen into the garage, and apparently Derrick decided he was in a hurry and needed to go ahead of me.  {I think} I tried to avoid knocking him over and lost my balance.  My foot got caught in the door jam and I went flying forward, into the garage.  Thankfully I caught myself with my hand and my knee, but I heard my foot pop on the way down.  Poor Justin about had a heart attack watching the whole ordeal from behind!  I sat on the garage floor for a few minutes, reasurring a nervous Justin that I didn't hit my stomach and a crying Derrick that 'mommy was ok'.  I wasn't in a great deal of pain so we got in the car and headed to Krispy Kreme. 

After all, it was my little guy's second birthday!

Seriously, the smell of this place is heaven on earth!

 We picked out our fresh dozen and sat down to enjoy them.

Someone was VERY excited to be eating "Gonuts!"  

 He picked his daddy's favorite....sprinkles!

 The sprinkles threw him off a little at first,

 but not for long!

Oh, so yummy "gonuts!"

 

Yay for Birthday Gonuts!

And WAY too much sugar for an already super energetic boy!!

When we left D said, "Derrick like Krispy Kreme!"

I'm so thankful that D only turned two this year because after we left Krispy Kreme our plans were over.  I couldn't stand walking on my foot and we had to cancel the rest of our day.  D went home to stay with Mamaw and Justin and I headed to the orthopedist.  

Thirty years and I've never had more than a slightly sprained ankle that never required a visit to the doctor.  

Thirty-five weeks pregnant + D's birthday = fractured foot.   

Let's just say it helped cross things off the spring break to-do list and made D's party planning a little more work for everyone (except me, of course!).  The timing stinks, that's for sure.  But in reality, timing stinks for something like that no matter when it is.  It could have been really ugly...Jenny Kate is fine and so is Derrick.  To keep my babies safe I'll hop around for as long as I have to.  

I'm happy this boy enjoyed his morning and has no idea that we'll have to finish celebrating his last birthday as an only child in about six weeks...with a little sister in tow!   

More birthday fun coming soon! :)