Where have all the Timbits gone?
We generally make a Tim Horton's run when Liam is with us. He loves to go - as do the rest - so why not? A coffee for me, a box of Timbits to share, and all for less than $4.00. Can't beat that for an outing! We assemble ourselves around the table, Alice on my lap. I dole out the timbits. Two each, your choice of sour cream or chocolate. The older boys, predictably, wolf theirs and look for more. Being in the business of civilizing them, I tell them they will have to wait until everyone is finished their first helping before we get seconds. They subside, and mournfully watch the slower chewers. A reasonable interval later, I begin to pass round their third and final timbit. But what is this? I'm two short! How can this be? The answer is right under my nose. Alice beams up at me - as much as any girl can beam with a face smeared with chocolate, dusted with sugar, and cheeks bulging with doughnut contraband, one timbit on each side! Good thing extra timbits only cost 12 cents apiece!