So, I make sugar cookies...that's "my thing" for Christmas. I make them once a year, and I do a pretty fine job of it. I spent much of Sunday afternoon rolling, cutting, baking, etc. I got a few frosted before we had to leave to drop some off and visit some friends. (Jenny D. don't you worry, I haven't written you off completely, we'll be bringing some by tomorrow) Those that I'd frosted, but didn't take, I put on a plate and covered with foil. So, this morning I was watching P&L's kids and they really wanted a cookie. So, I gave them a cookie and Maggie was all about getting her own cookie. Lana came back, she enjoyed a couple and the kids each had another. I won't lie, I ate a few throughout the day as well. Anyway, it's now early evening, I'm working on dinner, so my back is to the plate (on the table) when I catch a little crinkle sound out of the corner. I turned around to see this....
Hmmm, clearly someone had just grabbed a cookie for their own. I then turned around to the family room where I see Maggie standing over Max in his bouncy, munching on a cookie. I sucked my breath in in surprise, and she jumped about a mile into the air. I tried not to giggle, 'cause she's just so cute and funny. I then "sternly" chastised her for totally skyfing a cookie. And then I took a picture.
I mean really, what can you do to a face like that? I s'pose I should say...she DID steal a second cookie, but I was ON HER for that one. heheThen, she commenced to do her own "cooking" while I was finishing dinner. She enjoys getting out the pots and spoons and working on dinner. I wish I had a picture of her "feeding" Max her great concoction, it was sweet.
With taht said, I must post another quick post and then get to frosting those pesky cookies. I've got peeps waiting for their fix. haha
2 comments:
Well, after the HUGE plate you left at my house, and seeing how it's been empty for hours now, I would think that ANYONE could have stolen the cookie. I also pride myself in the sugar cookie department. I have finally found an equal. My hat is off to you (and yes. I grew up in Idaho. Does that explain listening to KMLE? Can we still be friends? I promise to only revel in Broadway and Clay Aiken when in your presence if you can look past this wee weakness for twang and cheesy stories set to music.)
I WANT MORE COOKIES FROM THE COOKIE JAR...ER...UH... PLATE!
Linz
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