Saturday from 12 noon until 10 p.m. my mom and I baked cookies and we icing them. Everything was made from scratch and I literally ache from baking. My back aches, my hands hurt and my house was a crisco mess Sunday morning. Even the sink was as slick as could be! But I must say the cookies are delicious and and I gathered several tins to fill for friends that have been so kind to us through this past year. We have had people help take our kids to school when it has been too cold for the baby and people that made us meals when we came home from the hospital with our newborn boy.
Mom and I had fun baking in the kitchen while the boys carried on with icing in the dining room...little did we know Ty dumped food coloring on a cookie thinking it was squeezable icing and Jack had a mound of icing that he kept adding to on one tiny sugar cookie. I still have sprinkles in my carpet that I just can't get up with the vaccuum. After the boys drifted off to sleep, mom and I enjoyed a little quiet time as we finished with the icing and sprinkles. I always enjoy having these moments with my mom...as a little girl your mom starts off as the lady who takes care of you, rocks you to sleep, and calms your fears...as you grow up, your relationship grows..she becomes your very best friend, the one you trust with your hardest moments and the one you share your most exciting news with. Whether you are 2 or 102, a mother daughter relationship is one that you cherish with your whole entire heart.
Sunday I ached from head to toe and felt like someone ran me over with a truck....10 hours of baking Saturday and another hour and a half on Sunday!! Betty Crocker, I think I got you beat girl!! I was so proud of the cookies mom and I made and the cuteness that the boys added to the cookies. Every person that I gave cookies to LOVED them. It feels so good to give to people that have been so generous with their time for us. I guess living in a small town has it's advantages and this small town has become a great big family!
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