How is it, then, that I have three bags of pre-formed cookie dough in my freezer? My niece asked us to buy it to raise money for the high school band. I can't turn her down! The girl's school tossed it in as an end-of-the-year fundraiser. I couldn't turn her down either. We baked up a few of the peanut butter cookies this afternoon. What they lack in flavor or texture, they make up for with convenience! Sadly, the boy and girl were just so excited to have a cookie as a snack that they gobbled them up and declared them, "Delicious!" I suppose that I could just pull them out when there's going to be a sitter, or if the kids have friends over after school. Maybe I could bake them off and anonymously leave them somewhere. No one would ever have to know that they were from my kitchen. And they weren't scratch.