December 11, 2011

How the Cookie Crumbles.


Last night was Jon's Christmas party at work...oh wait, "awards banquet" is what they all it because they do not beleive in Christmas.  We had a sitter come over for the three kids and duped her into making Christmas cookies with them.  I left her in charge of not only my children but more importantly, my camera.


Imagine my surprise while driving her home and she said that of all three children (a two year old and a four year old included) David was the most work!  She said that when the babies went to bed around 8:00 David insisted on sitting next to her on the couch for the next three hours showing her YouTube videos he liked, singing her songs and trying to get her phone number so they could start texting each other.  I'm pretty sure this eleven year old was mackin' on the babysitter and he will now be the reason she will never come back.


While they were having all kinds of traditional Christmas fun, we were stuck at an awards ceremony which always drags on forever because they say everything first in English and then Spanish.  Hello?  We're in America and I'm glad you have worked for the company for twenty years but could you have picked up some of the language by now?  I sure in the hell would have learned Chinese with the quickness if I chose to move my family there for the rest of our lives.  *end rant*


Having a counter full of sugar cookies sucks for the diet so I just put all the ones I didn't really like into baggies and stuck them in the cupboard and I'm sad to say the rest found themselves in the cookie graveyard.  I'm sorry children, mommy has no willpower!


It was super cute that you could point out Haylee's cookies from a mile away, marks all over the top of them were her teeth scraped off frosting.  The sitter said she did nothing but decorate and eat the frosting off the same cookies the entire time. Might as well just given her a spoon!


A bath was in order for these two after cookies were through, I'm sure Brittany loved me for asking her to do cookies because she had to do dishes, sweep the floor and bathe children.  I'm going to call that a good sound teaching in birth control, don't you think?


The cookies looked really good but since they were left out all night on the counter they were hard as a rock, which again meant good things for my diet. 


I am glad we still kept tradition of doing cut out Christmas cookies and in a small way I am also glad that the babysitter had to deal with it...sssshhhhhhhhh! 

1 comments:

River said...

I haven't made cut out cookies since I was in school. Every recipe since then has been the "spoonful on a tray and leave room to spread" type. So much easier and less messy. Probably less fun for my kids though...
I think having the girl do the cookies, dishes and baths is quite a good birth control method.