When the snow piled up, I caved in.
To cookies.
I let the kids help roll the dough and cut out a few shapes at first, but then oh!
I couldn't stand it anymore! The overhandling! The wasting! The utter and total ruining of MY COOKIES!
I'm not like that with all things, I promise.
KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT, PA.
So. I finally regained control of the ultra-delicate dough, much to my stressed-out delight.
Then I let the kids do what they do best: