One thing I love about being a mom is creating traditions in our family. I believe traditions are an important part of building a strong family. Chuck and I are big believers in making our home the most fun, best place to be ever. A place our children want to be and where their friends want to be. And of course, children love traditions.
We began the tradition of decorating cookies for Christmas, in 1999, our first year in Washington. Adalia was almost four, Judah two, Tilly one, and I was pregnant with Enoch. As I remember, it was quite hectic trying to keep toddlers from eating all the sprinkles, licking all the cookies, eating the cookies, licking each other, etc. My sister in law came with her two little ones, Arianna and brand new little Elijah. That year we did gingerbread houses as well. We lived in a small two bedroom apartment and as Tara and I sat in the living room chatting, sweet little Tilly sneaked into the kitchen and sat quietly under the table eating foil covered chocolate balls…foil and all. We were finding colorful little balls of chewed foil in her diapers for days 🙂
This year things were amazingly different from years past. The scales have tipped you see. For the first time ever we have more “big kids” than “little ones”. And let me tell you, it makes all the difference in the world. Even though these three new children just came from Africa and have never even heard of decorating cookies, it was the kind of thing you could just demonstrate and they could do. They loved it and were as enthusiastic as the rest. There’s not much of a learning curve for decorating cookies. Anyone can do it.
From little Tucker to my big teenagers (ah! I can’t believe I have teenagers). This is something everyone can enjoy equally.
This year we invited friends. Between my thirteen and help from Sam, Hallie and Zoe, we had the cookies decorated in no time.
And they taste as good as they look!by