We made a deal.
I would provide the dough, the cookie cutters, the icing, and the sprinkles.
They would make a huge mess, and I would clean it up.
Then I would take a picture.
They would eat the cookies, and I would eat a piece of celery with peanut butter and raisins.
They would get jumped up on sugar, and I would lock them outside for an hour until it’s over.
A deal’s a deal.
(Can I say how glad I am that Sugar Cookie Day is behind us? Crikey!)