I arrived at Butterfly's door at 10am on Saturday morning all excited about the day ahead. This was a full circle moment for me and I was pleased beyond words that my Christmas baby (Butterfly was born just before Christmas day) was now having me over to her house to pick up a tradition that she remembered from her childhood and wanted to share with me again.
All week we had gathered what we would need for the day – cookie cutters, flour, sugar, butter, icing sugar, food colouring, decorations, baking sheets, and lots of imagination. We put Christmas music on to play, turned the Tree on, and set to work. What fun we had rolling, cutting, baking and even dancing - all morning.
We stopped for lunch and AC and the boy joined us for this short break. After lunch we set all our decorating ingredients out on the table and let the creative juices flow as we decorated over 150 cookies!
We didn't finish until 6pm. Yikes. Our backs and shoulders were yelling at us by the time we got the last cookie decorated, but we had so much fun and laughed a lot as we added a festive touch to each cookie. We sure enjoyed munching and crunching the odd cookie that broke during the decorating process too. Mmmm, they tasted just like childhood.
Aren't they pretty?
We had a little icing and overflow decorations at our workstations, so we saved the last four cookies for AC and The Boy to decorate and eat. They loaded these with icing and sprinkles or chocolate chips and gobbled them down in short order. Sooooo good.
I sure was tired when I got home, but my heart was light and full of sweet memories of days gone by. It was a perfect day of old and new memories mixed together, rolled out, cut into shapes and decorated with love.