I got up before six am on a Saturday morning to start getting ready for the mother/daughter cookie swap at church. The girls and I spent hours mixing, rolling, cutting, baking, and decorating three dozen cookies. It was my first time ever making these, and we had several unfortunate failed attempts. I learned that you need extra flour to make them solid enough and that you shouldn't lay wax paper under the rolled dough.
I also learned that if you try to add candy cane hooks so that they can double as ornaments, you must make sure the candy canes are in the oven for less than a minute or they will melt and harden onto the pan so that you need a jackhammer to remove them. Kind of frightening to
think what they do inside your stomach after you eat
them. Anyway, after all our work, Daniel pointed out that it had been steadily snowing all morning. He took the van out for a test drive around the neighborhood and declared the roads to be too dangerous to drive. We were literally bundled up, carrying our containers of cookies, ready to walk out the door, when he came in and made this announcement. It was quite a disappointment. But then we thought about it... and realized that we would get to eat all three dozen of the cookies we'd made and not have to give them away. Ah, sweet disappointment.
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