Did anyone else’s heart just skip a beat? I know mine did and I look at this countdown
every day in the kitchen. Three days
until the most wonderful day of the year just doesn’t seem possible, but we’re
making the most of these last days of calm before the wrapping paper storm.
Thursday was Frances’s last day of school so we spent a
bitter cold and windy Friday morning at Monkey Joes, George’s favorite place
for celebrity spotting.
He is totally infatuated with Monkey Joe in a “keep your
friends close and creepy looking purple monkeys closer” kind of way.
Friday afternoon we decorated gingerbread cookies.
The recipe yielded at least 12 cookies, but not for the Homiller
clan. We were able to squeeze 8 huge
gingerbread men, one bunny and two “eggs” with the leftover scraps.
I’m certain as much (if not more) of the icing and sprinkles
ended up in little tummies as on the cookies themselves; but what’s Christmas
without a little cheating in your diet.
They aren’t pretty, but the kids love them. Honestly, this might be the one area of the
kitchen where I completely let go and let Frances and George do whatever they
want.
Including dumping half a bottle of Easter sprinkles on his
first cookie. That’s my George.
Happy Saturday, everyone!
The elf is in my favorite spot today.
I guess he’s trying to hang on until Tuesday as well.
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