We were woken last night with a large crash from the kitchen. JJ Stinkerbuster must have been trying to help himself to the un-iced sugar cookies and had sent the cooling racks tumbling off the counter. Only one cookie survived unbroken. Jeff got out the dustpan while I tried not to cry.
Which is my excuse for sharing pictures that Jenny took 2 years ago.
I have no excuse for not sharing these at the time, though.
Kenzie, our oldest daughter (18!), is the one who reminded me that we needed to make and decorate sugar cookies this year. I love that this is something they ask to do every single year. And even though it takes some time (I always bake the cookies on a different day than we ice them), it is always worth the effort, even when naughty kitties interfere with my plans.