Cookies. A tradition that always makes me feel really nostalgic. I miss Grandma, I miss getting these cookies in the mail for my birthday. Every time these cookie cutters come out, I feel so thankful that I got them.
I made the cookies in shifts this year. Tuesday I made the dough.
Wednesday when Karl got home we baked them.
We usually do it while he is at work. It just lined up this way, Lucas took a later nap than I had planned, so we were able to get lots done while he slept.
It’s a 6, not a 9.
I doubled the recipe. Why do I always do that? We don’t need that many cookies!
Don’t worry, Lucas woke up snuck several freshly baked cookies while I wasn’t looking.
Thursday, on her birthday we decorated them.
Aftyn came over and we decorated together.
These cutie girls.
Mirah made a Twilight Sparkle cookie.
I baked all of the little holes, and made tiny cookies out of them.
These are my boring cookies.
Lucas knew how to do it.
Later that evening, we had cousins over for a little family party, and the kids had fun decorating them some more.
And these kids too.
Keeping up traditions.