Beckett's best buddy invited him to decorate cookies for St. Patrick's Day. Chris tried to make a case for it being weird that non Irish people celebrate this holiday. I in turn pointed out that when you name a child CIARAN you can probably wear a green shirt and eat cookies with shamrock sprinkles without looking like too much of a poser.
This picture is so deceptive. It looks like he was trying to place the decorations on with such precision and care. Really it happened more like: Eat an m&m, grab a handful of sprinkles and eat them, lick the sprinkles out of the cracks between your fingers, shove your finger in frosting and lick it off, grab more sprinkles, lick your whole hand because it's wet from the prior snacking and all the sprinkles are sticking, cry for your hands to be washed, get them washed and dried, rinse, repeat.
The sticky paw ever ready to grab more sprinkles.
And the finished, completely kid decorated cookies.
Enjoying the fruits of your labors i.e. licking the sprinkles glued together with frosting off the top of the cookie. Yum!
Beckett was so involved he even sprinkled his hair. He was sporting a shamrock for a while but evidently it fell out between me grabbing the camera and snapping the pick of the sprinkle curls.
I realize portions of this video will look coached, because they are. I swear Beckett had been declaring vociferously on his own, "Sprinkles are my favorite!" And when I randomly said at one point just to mess with him, "Sprinkles are my favorite." He said, "Oh mommy, they're my favorite too." Then of course he wouldn't talk with the camera on.
Top 'o the morning to you!
ReplyDeleteGlad you had a great St. Paddy's day!
By the way...there is some Irish on the Moon side of the family.
Grandma Ott