Christmas Postcard No. 4


This year when I took the cookies off the cooling rack, I had no idea who had cut what.  How is that possible?  Wasn’t it just yesterday that 100% of their kitchen endeavors resulted in tornadoes of flour and tsunamis of sprinkles?  It certainly never produced cookies shaped like, well…COOKIES.  ‘Scuse me while I wipe tears of immeasurable pride…