I was scouring my facebook page for a good picture of the fun that ensues when we make these fabulous, life altering, gingerbread cookies. And this is what I found. My first thought was, “There has to be some way to crop out the back round.” I mean, isn’t your kitchen supposed to be spotless when you post pictures of food? With all your ingredients lined up on the granite counter of your updated kitchen with trendy back-splash? Certainly, this, with cluttered counters, and lingering laundry baskets, this would not work. And then I remembered my friend Courtney asking the Facebook world if mommies that do all these pinterest projects and Christmas craftings still had time for laundry. This picture was the answer. When you add specialized fun to an already overfull day, sacrifices have to be made. In our house, laundry is normally the first to go! And that is ok! You can’t do it all. Nobody does. Shouldn’t we all know this by now? Make your cookies, and let the children dig in a basket of clean laundry when they need some pajamas. It’s ok. And if you wait for your counters to be clutter free, you may never get the cookies made. So shove it all to the side, and get going!
There are memories to be made!
I shared before that when I make eggplant parm I am reminded of Paul’s Great Aunt Rainy and my Great Aunt Adele. Likewise, when it’s time to make gingerbread cookies, there is no separating the making of these delicious treats (and the eating) from our treasured memories of trips to NC to visit the amazing Aunt Cherie and Uncle Rick and family! And although we are separated by too many states in my opinion, pulling out the this cookie recipe, and savoring these sweet treats, brings all the memories to life, and it is very sweet indeed!
(The three Beautiful sisters, my mother in law Renee, Aunt Cherie, and Aunt Linda)
Warning: I am not responsible for that pounds you gain eating these. I have never been a gingerbread cookie fan, until these.
Click here for the printable version (seriously, so tech savvy!)
GINGERBREAD BOYS (from the 1977 Better Homes and Gardens Cookbook)