Cookie, cookie, cookie starts with “c”
Ah, a chance to blog. And I’ve no words to spew forth. Simply due to the tiredness that comes from baking and decorating 40 sugar cookies. Yes, making cookies is tiring. There’s the rolling and chilling and cookie cutting and more rolling and more cooking cutting and baking and checking that the cookies are just right and filling up another pan and baking again and then for a third time and letting them cool and cleaning up and getting dinner ready because the cookies took longer to make than anticipated and making the frosting and then, you know, decorating them. I was in the kitchen for four hours tonight and my back is yelling at me.
But it was fun.
Devin had a blast. And Scott even joined in. It was lovely. Sore back withstanding.