Baking Cookies

I've been slaving away all day baking cookies. Every time I turn around, the Little Dudette is snatching them off the cooling racks. These are supposed to be for Christmas. She's been acting a little odd since she's been eating all of the cookies. She's running around the house with little horns (fingers by her head) and saying she is the "Cookie Tester". Some real problems over here. Now, she is laughing uncontrollably. Hmm... Smelling something burning. Oh, No! Not my fresh batch of cookies.

Peace Out,
Big Momma