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2020-01-08 | Journal | Donut Class

Bobo hunted me down this morning, and found me, barely awake (5am).
"Hey, Dad. Can I have bus fare?"
"Sure, why?"
"I have an extra five minutes, so I figured I'd walk down the hill to the bakern, get a donut for breakfast, take the bus back up the hill, and then go to school."
I go get a buck fifty.
"Actually, I have a dollar already. Just give me fifty cents."
At this point I have a few paragraphs of questions about the logic and advice about his health choices. I note a couple wins, here. (His goal is not to get as much money as possible. He is using his own money for the donut, as he knows that is purely discretionary, but he also knows I will pay for or provide transport. He is getting exercise. I decide to back off.)
"Take a vitamin."
"OK. Where are the vitamins?"
"On the kitchen counter in front of the radio."
He is in the shower now, getting ready for his trek.

He stopped by again. He was dressed in his regular orange beanie, orange shirt, underpants, but the dressing had not progressed beyond that. He told me about his epiphany about how good coffee and donuts are together, and ran his plan for the walk/bus/school trip by me to see if I agreed. I offered that it all sounded fine, but he couldn't rely on the bus leaving inside of a 15 minute window.