When I was a kid one of my favorite Christmas time things to do was make and decorate Christmas cookies. I know a lot of people do this and most people do it with icing, but for whatever reason, I didn’t grow up with iced cookies and therefore have never really had the desire to make them that way. Don’t get me wrong I don’t dislike them, it just isn’t what I did growing up, so it isn’t as near to my heart.
I remember every year how much my mom dreaded doing the cookies and I never really understood that, until last night. I came home from work got changed into some comfy clothes and started rolling out the dough. It started out just fine. I was cutting out cookies left and right, Hadley was having a ball putting sprinkles on them- it was all good.
Until, the first batch came out of the oven resembling a huge glob of dough. My nicely cut cookies quadrupled in size and literally every single cookie had joined together, it was like a cookie Pangaea. This bummed me out a little, but my mom said I just needed to roll the dough thinner and that wouldn’t happen. So I did, Hadley was still loving decorating and was doing a great job, no worries. The second batch came out just the same. I don’t know why I am like this, but when I cook or especially bake something, I feel like it HAS to be perfect and I get REALLY mad when it isn’t- it is like I am a failure and I just can’t deal. So I no longer was enjoying the whole process. Hadley was REALLY enjoying decorating, as in she poured an entire shaker of sprinkles atop the cookies, clearly I am the responsible mom that allowed my not even two year old have free reign with sprinkles…but she enjoyed it, so I guess it isn’t a total bad thing.
So we ended up with cookies that mostly just look like blobs, Hadley’s face and hand dyed green from the sprinkles that she just had to eat, and me WORN out. Now I get it, cookies with a small child can be stressful, but guess what we are going to do it every year, because I am all about traditions, perhaps between then and now I will figure out this whole cookie cutter thing, I am telling you a baker I am not….
Hadley had a ball and at the end of the day that was all that mattered. We had a great week of Christmas activities, crafts, and baking, and making memories and that is what is was all about!
Hadley had a ball and at the end of the day that was all that mattered. We had a great week of Christmas activities, crafts, and baking, and making memories and that is what is was all about!
Droning It In
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