Bakery Run

Bob and I went on the bakery run for donuts and coffee with my dad this morning. Traditionally, Dad and I go to three different bakeries getting all the different things we like. Today we only went to two, but were plenty happy. 

My dad shared with us that one of his favorite things to do while at the bakery is open the door for people who have their hands full of donut boxes. He smiles, says “good morning, have a nice day” in either English or Spanish. This is my dad in his element and how he spreads his joy. I’m happy we joined him today.