I baked the cookies while he was napping. They didn't keep their shape very well, so we weren't starting off on the best foot anyway.
But we forged ahead with the decorating. I thought I'd handle the frosting and Ben could man the sprinkles.
And, surprisingly, my non-sweets eater was quite smitten with the frosting.
Our finished product:
Yeah, once Ben dumped the sprinkles and discovered he could eat the frosting, the cookies were doomed.
A few videos of the "decorating":
In this one you can see how the sprinkles met their end. He also says Jaimee's name when I ask him who we are going to see in Texas despite being a little distracted. He LOVES to say Jaimee's name. He says it at least a few times a day.
In this one he does a taste test.