This year we cut out and baked the cookies one day, then frosted them the next. SO much better than doing the whole thing in one bang. Mason's decorating skills get better every year. Though I still have to let him know when his frosting is piling up to ridiculous heights. And there was a more appropriate amount of sprinkles. Bree always takes her color choices very seriously, and was disappointed when I told her I would only make 7 colors of frosting. Only 7. And yes, her hair did get in the frosting. But we ate the cookies anyway, and they were delicious.