I finally got the courage today to attempt to make Christmas cookies. It's been years since I've done it. I waffled back and forth as to which recipe I was going to attempt, and then finally settled for the Martha Stewart recipe - how could you go wrong with Martha. So, before naptime, I decided we'd conquer the dough. Having a two year old and a four year old help you every step of the way makes it a little more challenging. As we made the cookies together, childhood memories came flooding back, and I remembered what a special time it was when I made these cookies with my mom. So much care is taken. So many thoughtful steps. There are so many little details, that I found I had to reteach myself some steps along the way. Like try to keep the shapes close together. Take a lot of care in getting the dough out of the shape. It seems, when we start off from scratch, and then get to the final product, you experience a great sense of achievement and happiness, especially since it was a team effort. I can say it's almost a character-forming experience. It's so opposite of everything in our culture today which is instant. The effort and the wait was worth it. I must say, the cookies were delicious!!
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