Yesterday, at the hospital, Beckham woke up saying he wanted to have a doughnut! I was happy that something actually sounded good to him. Beckham hasn't been eating very much in the hospital. I grabbed him a sprinkle doughnut and headed back to his room.
"No, Mom....a clean doughnut!
So, I head back and grab one that has just cinnamon and sugar on it.
"No, Mom...a clean doughnut. No sparkles!"
So, then I go down to the cafeteria and find a glazed doughnuts.
It still wasn't a "clean" doughnut. Made me smile though and and eventually we got him his "clean" doughnut!