Christmas Eve.

We made some Christmas cookies. Joe "helped" mix the batter in the stand mixer by getting his face dangerously close to the paddle. That is only a tiny fraction of the butter that went into this recipe.

Later, after Joe put on his special mama-made red PJs (so what if they were made almost a year ago?), mama rolled out and cut Christmas tree shapes, and Joe helped Uncle Harpal put the sprinkles on.

Joe was so excited about all of this that he hardly put his tongue in his mouth once. Sticking your tongue out really helps with concentration, don't you know.

Joe feels that it is important not to be too stingy with the sprinkles. Check out this look of rapt attention.

 

Some sprinkles were eaten. The cookies look great. I am pretty sure Santa will be pleased. Ahem. *Wipes crumbs off mouth.*

Joe thought Christmas Eve was pretty fun. He has no idea what's in store for tomorrow.

Merry Christmas and God bless us, every one!