On Friday we were preparing to depart for St. Louis. Laurie and I were rushing around the house gathering up all the things we needed to take along. Audrey was in the living room(gated in with the baby gate). For the most part she was happily playing and periodically coming to the gate to call out to us. At one point both Laurie and I were in our bedroom getting clothes together to go into the suitcase. I then went into the living room. To my suprise, Audrey was holding one shortbread cookie in each hand, each one had a bite taken out of it. I asked her what she was doing and she looked up at me with this devilish grin. All I could do was laugh and call Laurie into the living room. Laurie and I have taken on the task of making shortbread cookies since the death of my great grandmother. We use her recipe and the cookie cutters she used. Laurie had put the cookies in tins and put them under the tree so we would not forget them on Friday. Crafty Audrey was able to open the tins and managed to pick the two largest shapes, the snowman and the gingerbread man. I guess that's what we get for leaving a child in close proximity to cookies .