Breakdown, go ahead and give it to me*

Since Saturday is the last day to send packages to Stryker (you know what that means :), I broke down and baked him some M&M cookies (family recipe, yum yum) and made him the Peanut Butter Pretzel Bites.

He actually was appreciative of the Christmas goodies, he just needs an edit button sometimes before he speaks. In actuality though, how many of us aren't guilty of that on occasion? The problem is, that's a trait he got directly from his mother, which I guess just makes it worse for me.

Anyway, they turned out great (will definitely be making the pretzel bites again!), and I didn't tell him that I snuck some baked goods in there, so I know he'll be excited...he better be excited. I didn't even write them on the custom's form, because he always cheats and looks on there first (shhh, don't tell the feds).

*Bonus points for anyone who knows the artist of the lyrics in the title.