I was going to use the title Off With His Head with this post and threatened as much to Hubby yesterday evening.
Yesterday our advent activity was to make Christmas Cookies. As it was a snow day I thought we would have a lot of time to get the cookies done, but with all of the outdoor play in the snow (Yeah Outdoor Play!) we didn’t get started on cookies until after dinner.
Hubby comes running when I call the girls to the kitchen in hopes of nabbing some cookie dough. The look on his face when he saw the pre-packaged cookie dough cut into Christmas shapes was one of shock and laughter. I guess he had been expecting some homemade ball of cookie dough that I had made from scratch in all of my snow-day-spare-time. He went on to say things like “recipe has been in the family for generations” and ” handed down” under his breath while laughing. I’m glad I could amuse him. Not!
I immediately removed the cookie dough from his hand as he did not deserve my hand-bought morsels. Well, I tried to take it away but he is bigger than I am.
So my cookies may not be from scratch, but the girls had fun, the cookies taste good and the mess was minimal for mom.
So there.









