One of our family traditions is to decorate cookies together. My sister, Sarah, even gives out prizes for the best cookies. I'll be honest.
I should have won this year.
No questions asked.
But Sarah likes to make everyone happy and give out ribbons and prizes to people who don't deserve them.
I'm not bitter.
Beautiful Sharon concentrating on her cookies
Jules looking very embarrassed about her husband's decorating abilities
She should have been embarrassed.
This cookies is dumb. I'm not afraid to say it.
I even saw someone say it looked like an Amoeba.
Did he win a ribbon? Clearly Yes.
Should he have won a ribbon? Clearly No.
These were some of Sarah's cookies. They're ok, I guess.
I know what you're thinking...
"She won a ribbon too?! How can that be?
It looks like a rat pooped all over her Christmas tree"
It was so unfair it was unbelievable.
This was dad's cookie. We gave him mad props for even decorating one. In year's past the only award he could have won was "Most Cookies Consumed". But this year he really stepped up to the plate and designed a little basketball player.
Did he win a ribbon? Of course not.
That would be fair. As we can all tell, this competition was not fair
I'll be honest, this one was pretty fair. Scott won a ribbon because he made a gun. It took him a very long time, and he kept it a carefully guarded secret until the bitter end, but I think it was worth it.
Don't tell him I think it kinda looks like a pickle.
Mom also won (yep, basically I'm the only one who didn't).
I'll admit, this cookie was pretty amazing, but she should have been disqualified for her copious use of saliva to get the little sprinkles to stick. Major Foul.
Isn't my Mama gorgeous?
Let's cut to the true winner of the night. Me.
You can go ahead and ignore the deformed cookie woman on the right.
I really think my yoda was incredible and seriously,
Have you ever seen a more beautiful cookie tree?
Yeah, I didn't think so.
You would have thought the knife would have clued them in not to mess with me.
Here's a picture of me with my ribbon...
Oh yeah. That's right. I got robbed.