We are baking Christmas cookies tonight. Lots and lots of cookies. And by "we," I mean me and the oven.
See, the kids and I had decided awhile back that we'd make batches of cookies for their friends and teachers. But time got away from us, and here it is just a few days before school vacation starts.
And we have all these pretty boxes to fill.
The kids wanted to help, they really did, but what they wanted to do even more than help was to sneak a bunch of cookie dough. Their next priority appeared to be giggling and smooshing melty chocolate chips on each other. And last but not least, chasing each other with cinnamon-sugar seemed to be high on their list.
So now it's late, they're both in bed, and we still have all these pretty boxes to fill.
But that's okay. The oven is is quiet, it's behaving, and when I fill it with cookie dough it actually gives back cookies.
Those pretty boxes might just get filled after all.
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