Food of the Gods

We've discovered powdered donuts. I've mandated them as a weekend-only food in an attempt to prevent mashed powdered donuts from completely flooding Will's veins.

You can't quite see how very covered his little face is. BTW, I have to pull the straw up so as not to create a milk-geyser when putting the top of his cup out. Don't worry, though:

Will's used to it and can compensate.