cooky time

 Kari was home for the weekend, and so was James. 

It was a great weekend.

This girl stayed and helped  bake cookies. Others were invited too, but she was the only one, so we put her to work.

 She's good. Her cooky dough skills are getting up there.

The gingerbread?  I've baked this for decades, and it's delicious, but maybe I'm over it.  I was talking about this with Heidi and she suggested the cookies were maybe just too darn big.  Everyone is stuffed at the holidays already and a smaller cooky might be more welcome.

That's actually a good idea.

 If these are a waste, won't bake them anymore, but I found the smaller size kind of perfect.

And in preparation for the bacon and eggs cookies, the M & Ms were sorted. They all sacrificed themselves and ate these ones we won't need:

Onward.

Love, Val