After the track was made, I rolled out more dough and let him get to work. He took my directions to make sure that the cutters didn't overlap very seriously,
as well as my instructions to press the cutter all the way down so that it would cut all the way through.
His cookie-transferring skills took a few tries, but he did a great job!
My favorite part, though, was when he started telling a story based on the shapes he was placing on the dough. "The firetruck went to rescue the snowman because the tree was on fire! Then the star shined on the snowman and the bell rang that the fire was all gone..." I about died trying to keep my laughter in!
And of course, what he does every time I have something yummy baking
We had so much fun! Oh, and the railroad track and train cookies? He refused to eat them! He played with them, and then asked to eat a different cookie! He wouldn't eat any of the train-shaped cookies... I think, since, you know, he is a train, maybe he didn't want to be a cannibal? Ya think? ;)