Welcome to Day 7 of The Twelve Days of Christmas (to be “read” like the song)…
I know, so incredibly original the concept blows your mind – Matrix style. This will be usurping the usual Tacklerism Tuesday and “What the frak?” Friday segments until completed.
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On the seventh day of Christmas, dear Santa gave to me:
Seven sneaky snatchings,
Six doting relatives,
Five free dinners,
Four hours of sleep,
Three spares in a row,
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Because The Tackler has a new nickname this holiday season: The Sneaky Snatcher.
Normally, this name would reference his tendency to covet whatever toy his little sister is currently entertained with and then yank said toy from her hands – instigating a wail from her and a Time Out for him.
But the holiday Sneaky Snatcher has found joy in something far more delectable – certain to send him buzzing on sugar high of the likes no one has witnessed before:
Sugar cookie dough.
The cutting of the cookie shapes served as the perfect distraction for the sugary snatching:
- I bludgeoned the remaining dough in an effort to make it more pliable.
- Auntie Kim cultivated proper cookie cutting creation.
- Mimi proved only she had the talent to spatula the cut cookie shapes from the table to the tray without horribly disfiguring or decapitating them.
- And The Tackler – aka The Sneaky Snatcher – patiently laid in wait for us to dutifully fulfill our tasks and then innocently snitched a lone cookie dough remnant that was separated from its pack and left vulnerable for pilfering. Repeatedly.
My very own Cookie Dough Monster.
What he didn’t realize was CG videotaped the cookie dough crime…..
All-in-all, more than seven snatchings occurred – this was simply the number pulled off in each three and half minute window.
Not bad for The New Sneaky Snatcher…
What did your spouse/children/Santa give you today?