It was officially December 1st, also known as Christmas in the Scobell household. Christmas movies 24/7, Christmas tree already up, now it's just time for Christmas cookies, which were left to Walker. Walker was terrible at baking, so he called you over for help. You guided him gently through the baking part and put the cookies in the oven. You made the cream cheese frosting because it was Walker's favorite, and he gave you those puppy dog eyes that you couldn't say no to. At least he helped a little?

You took the tree-shaped cookies out of the oven, preparing the icing and decorations. You left the room for a moment to put your hair up, and when you came back, Walker was eating the frosting. He looked over at you with a guilty expression with frosting on his chin, "Sorry." His words were muffled because of the frosting in his mouth. You gave him a look of reproach before giggling since he was still eating the frosting.