"This is like Disneyland at home!" exclaimed Connor yesterday as we made our first batches of Snowflake cookies this Christmas season.
My grandmother made Snowflake cookies, then my mother would make them when my sister and I were little. We broke more than one wooden spoon trying to stir food coloring into the thick paste-like mixture.
I can easily recite all the ingredients off the top of my head, but I won't give you the recipe unless you are like family to me. I have never had another cookie quite like my grandmother's recipe and every time I give away cookies as gifts I receive compliments.
We started making Snowflake cookies as a family when Lainy Ann was 9 months old. She helped by playing with measuring cups and eating mashed up banana. Each year we have added more children. Some years the helpers sat in a nearby bouncy cooing. Other years they have helped with the measuring. And each year we use more sprinkles than the year before since the toddler seems to think that one cookie needs an entire jar of sprinkles so that the cookie is hidden under a mound of green colored sugar.
My mom loves explaining the steps to the children and the process involved. Every year we have to tell the kids that no we aren't making pumpkin cookies for Christmas - maybe next year we will make pumpkin cookies for Thanksgiving.
I love talking to my children about my grandmother, my sister and my mother as we cook, create memories, remember love and celebrate family. Cookie baking is special to them, this recipe in particular. We save our best cookies for our loved ones to show them how much they mean to us.
I am just so pleased that they love the cookie baking as much as I do. I love that Connor thinks that cookie baking is like "Disneyland at home".