Me, the Favorite Child

They call me the Angel Child. Or something like that. When you're amazing enough to make several batches of donuts while your mother's away, a gargantuan of compliments begin to flow in and in the end, all you know is that you're ridiculously awesome. 

Allow me. On top of  my role as the sole babysitter, I also managed the jobs of Sous Chef, taste-tester, model, photographer, and maid (with an outcome of sixty donuts total). I know. Angelic. 

 

(Above Center: A random person I snagged off the street to model for me.)

(Above Left: One of the finished products.)

(Above Right: There's that model again. Didn't she do great?)

The recipe is a Krispy Kreme knock-off from Pinterest (funny thing, I had originally stolen my boss's  Mom's iPad to look up recipes for donuts. A Pinterest link led me to Facebook for the recipe and--being an innocent child way back then, in my stupidity I "liked" the recipe to save it, not knowing that Facebook does not exactly function like Pinterest. A raging mother explained this to me after I showed her where I had found the recipe, but after she tasted the outcome she quickly forgave me.)

And now you see exactly why I am the favorite child (and also a new author for the blog--royalties and contracts may be discussed at later times.)