Wayne and Caeden were in SD all weekend, so Claire and I baked up a storm. We made Cherry Bread, and three different cookies:
Chewy Chocolate Gingerbread Cookies (The dough smelled awful, so I thought this cookie was going to be gross. Wrong. They are SO good. Cookie exchange good. Make. every. single. year. good. That Martha knows what she is doing!)
Pecan Praline Cookies (I think the frosting turned out too sweet)
Chewy Orange Almond Cookies (didn't add the anise to it; these are a holiday favorite around here. Soft and chewy, and the orange zest makes me think they belong in the health category of fruits, not cookies.)
And, the best part? I only tried the Gingerbread ones. The others all went into the freezer for Christmas. How is THAT for self-control?
In other news, Day 8 of the December countdown. This is Caeden getting off the Ferris Wheel after riding it all by himself.
It feels great to have Caeden home again. I picked him up from the airport this morning and he ran to me and wrapped his little arms and legs around me ... I could have breathed in his smell all morning. Now, we're home, and already reality has set it. The kitchen is full of crumbs, my bathtub full of toys and shaving cream, cartoons are on TV, and my heart rate is slightly elevated from running up and down the stairs trying to get Claire to sleep while keeping Caeden entertained. Yup, back to reality.
12.08.2008
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