We baked Gingerbread Men (people). They ended up looking like ghosts, and were missing several limbs and noses.
Missy tantrumed the entire time. She wanted to eat the dough, which I said no no no no no no no. Every time I turned around or grabbed something else, a limb was missing from one of my rolled out men.
In the time it took me to turn around to grab the camera to show off our results, she had eaten every.single.nose. off of every.single.man. This girl does NOT miss an opportunity.
On a nicer, more happier mommy note, I am getting very confident in my baking skills. I even used my icing piper bag thingy for the first time (it was a wedding gift).
1 comment:
Hey at least you made real honest to goodness cookies with her! I am still using the from a pouch kind and still burning the bottoms!
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