Last weekend some of my friends- big and little- gathered in my kitchen to make Christmas cookies. This is the sort of thing my Mom did with us when we were growing up, and I have been waiting for Pursy to be old enough to start the tradition with her.
We made sugar cookies and molasses cookies and there were sprinkles and frosting everywhere. It was fantastic to watch the little girl's personalities come out- some definitely thought more was more and their creations were messy and gorgeously overboard. Then there were the delicate fingers carefully placing each sprinkle or dot of icing precisely in the right spot. Allison brought a bottle of sparkling wine and it was a perfect morning.
I can't believe I found so many good ones already.