Most bakers would look at this picture and know what I'm making: cookies. Two sticks of butter + two eggs = dozens of ways to celebrate John's return home. He will be home in about three hours and I'm in the process of baking him his welcome-home snickerdoodles. I am simultaneously in the process of eating snickerdoodles for dinner. Go figure. Maddie and I are eagerly awaiting his arrival, and until he gets here, I will be comforting myself with cinnamon and sugar.