... or is he? If he were really mine, then...
He would never REFUSE TO EAT DONUTS.
Seriously, I can't adequately express the disappointment I felt on Saturday morning when we took Davis to Dunkin' Donuts and he absolutely would not take one single bite of any of the donuts. Not the chocolate donut, not the glazed donut hole, not the blueberry donut hole... none of them. Only thing he would do is hold on to the bag of donuts for dear life.
He would also never prefer a breakfast taco to pigs in a blanket (with cheese!).
After the total breakfast treat letdown on Saturday morning, we decided to try again with breakfast at Rudy's on Sunday morning after church. I realize there are plenty of people who would make the same choice Davis did, but not me! See those poor little piggies, rejected and carelessly tossed aside? Such a pity.
He wouldn't be able to look this cute in a monster hat.
Trust me, I'm not a hat person. And I certainly couldn't pull off a hat like that with such ease! He kills me.