We attempted to make cookies for Santa last night. I had huge dreams of cute sugar cookies, cut into adorable little shapes like stockings and candy canes and reindeer, beautifully decorated with appropriate amounts of icing and sprinkles. We ended up with this:
And they were delicious.
We had a great time making them, too.
In case you can't tell, I was in charge of the icing, Harry and Babe took over the decorating, and Ben sat at the table and sang Christmas carols out his Methodist hymnal. Seriously.
He sang the whole time we decorated. And the kids loved it.
Emmy hung out in her swing during the festivities. It's 'a good thing she had nine months in the womb to get to used to all this noise.