These scouts were just so tempting. I should ask him to keep me from eating all of them before we have any cookies. "How about you get the oven ready?" I let out a big fart to push Davey back out from between my furry butt crack as I continued to roll the first scout, before setting her down to the side and grabbing another. "I'll finish getting all of them ready, and you can prepare the oven for the baking."