I spent the majority of my morning decorating these:
They're not my best work, but they will have to do. I thought I would try Martha's recipe this year. She hadn't failed me yet. Now wishing I would have stuck with my original recipe. I like it a lot better. My frosting wasn't as shiny as usual either.
My husband tonight asked me at dinner why the snowman had a broom. I said I don't know, I thought Frosty had a broom—my dad always made his snowmen hold a broom. I handed him the cookie cutter and asked him what he thought it was supposed to be. He thought it was supposed to be a scarf. It totally could have been a scarf and I felt extremely dumb for a second for making Frosty hold a broom—"like a witch" as Matt said. Then I started singing the song in my head and redeemed myself when I told him it was in the song. "Down to the village, with a broomstick in his hand…"
I win!! …Although, next time I may draw scarves instead.
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