Poop and Christmas Cookies

So this is my 2nd Christmas as a foster parent but my first with two teen girls placed here. My foster son is the veteran and has long since realized we are crazy and far from perfect. One of the girls is a cook and the other an avid baker. As with everything else foster care related, baking with them holds surprises. These were supposed to be peanut butter balls, but, as you can see, there's nothing balled about them. They resemble blobs of, well, poop. They taste like slightly grainy peanut butter cups and are actually pretty good. I should put some deep meaningful conclusion like ending up in Holland or something. However, I think I'll leave it here and let you draw your own conclusions.