I didn't really make Max do anything but keep his little hands from reaching up over the edge of the table while I was icing cookies. He got to an un-iced one fresh from the oven and demolished it before I noticed. I ended up with one shy of two dozen iced snowball sugar cookies. "I thought we were eating healthier!" Nate whined. "It's Christmas!" I retorted. Enough said.
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