Today I did not have time to write. Today there will just be a picture. When you see this picture, do not let your eyes go all googly like my almost-three-year-old son. Do not let the candy fool you. Those dinosaurs are sons-of-you-know-whats. Those cookies are my personal hell. My personal cookie-decorating hell.
Many thanks to my dear friend who knew this would be too much for me to handle and very generously came to my rescue. Those of you with whom I discussed this cookie business with and did not try to talk me off the ledge… how dare you. You know I hate arts and crafts. You know I hate to bake. To combine both, well, let’s thank God that birthdays are only once a year.
Graham, this is a true testament of my love.
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