For the first time, our little family baked and decorated Christmas Cookies this year. I remember doing this every year as I grew up, and felt nostalgic as I was doing it last night with my own kids and a few welcomed guests — B and Ka (and one unwelcome - finger-licking Bella). The kids loved it, and this will definitely be on the calendar for the years to come. Big props go to Scout who helped me make the cookie dough, roll it out, punch it out and finally cook it. I am the WORST baker, but these beauties were delish — in large part because of Scout. He reminded me to check the cookies when the timer went off, which was the biggest help of all. And the best news — to any of those who ate the cookies — he had clean hands the entire time, and was forbidden to lick or taste until every cookie was in the oven.
Micah was trying to get creative with his PacMan cookie.
Sissy trying to look innocent in something she got called out on. But the frosting all over her face was my first clue.
Here, Ka and Siss were fighting for the same cookie.
My helper boy brought a few of the creations upstairs to offer them up.
Bella and Nonnie were takers, and Bella said, “Now these taste like Christmas.”
With my mom’s frosting recipe and the red hots, they did taste like Christmas.
Like the Christmases when I was little.
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