I am now fully convinced that Christmas cut out cookies are from the
dark side. For what ever reason, every year they call my name, I adore
their cuteness, and think that it will create some wonderful atmosphere
in my home. I always stubbornly refuse to buy the
premade stuff, I insist
on mixing my own.
So for whatever reason, it was snowing today... the romantic side of me
began to be teased by the thought of me and my children happily cutting
out and decorating shapes. Let's just say it was all downhill from there.
2 containers of sprinkles all over the floor, cookies all stuck to the tray,
dough that is too thin, too think, stuck to the table and broken shapes,
trying to teach Aaron that the cookies need to be baked before they are
eaten. Uggh.
The best part of the day was this adorable shot of Aaron rolling the cookies

Moments later he was dumping sprinkles on the table. Obviously
it was my fault, I was too busy trying to get cute picts of him to
notice that he was about to dump sprinkles all over the place!!

Morgan faithfully cleaning up after her brother

Good ol' Clauida doing the job well

The finished product. There may be 3 or 4 unbroken ones in the whole batch.
