I am rejoicing this late evening that i only have to make these little boogers once a year. I remember growing up, my mom would spend half the month with us kids making cookies to eat, to share and just for fun. Mom always made it seem so very effortless. My sad little mice had their heads crack open...poor little frankenstien mice!! However, the little awana girls that will be eating them tomorrow will like those yummy sad little critters and THAT is my reason to rejoice tonight.
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