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So after the Much Ado About Winter Break Time-Sharing, we’re back on track.
Quick note: I did get a lovely email from Exie a week after the debacle I summarized in my last post, where he said he’d be sure to “remember this for next time” because apparently I was so unable to compromise dates with him. Wait, I’m confused, who gave up Christmas Eve because he had a hissy fit? Hashtag: headbutting the wall. Hashtag: le sigh. Hashtag: oh well why bother responding, doesn’t matter what I say.
At any rate! Both girls had their school Christmas programs to date, where they sang their little hearts out. We even fit in a visit to Santa (DD2 asked for: a Moana doll! And DD1 asked to “see him in the act” LOL, nothing gets past DD1!) before they went to their dads for the first part of DD2’s break, and now they come home for a couple of days, primarily so we could get our annual cookie-baking for Santa in.
Every year, we make sugar cookies and oatmeal/nutty margarites (they’re like mini cupcake cookies, but chewier than cupcakes), with home-made frosting, courtesy of my grandmother’s recipes—it makes me so happy to do this, because then I feel like she and my mom are close to us (grandma is in heaven, and my mom lives 5,000 miles away). Over the years, DD1 has invited her besties to come over and help—and over the years they do more and more—last year there was some friendly arguing over who was going to roll the dough, lol! It’s gotten to the point where this year, the besties kept coming up to check in with me--at tennis practice or girl scout meetings, etc, and asking, “aunty, when are we doing cookies?” (and because of the winter time-sharing debacle, I kept having to say, “it’s happening! I promise! Just working on exactly when, and I’ll let your moms know ASAP”!) LOL
DD2 has patiently followed DD1 all these years, but this is the FIRST year where she gets to have HER bestie come over too. Just sitting here typing this out is making my heart swell five sizes too big like when the Grinch suddenly learned the magic of Christmas.
It really is about love and kindness and laughter and believing in something bigger than ourselves. That’s what I like to think when I see them rolling out the dough, cutting out the cookies, icing and sprinkling to make cookies for santa and the reindeer.
It really is about doing something special together, something simple, sharing time with friends, being at ease with ourselves and having fun.
It really is about knowing our hearts are big enough for all the love we are lucky to have—with our friends, with our family, no matter what.
Merry, merry Christmas, everyone!
p.s. disclaimer, our cookies do NOT come out looking all professional like the pic above, lol. They are much more home-style and organically frosted, ha ha ha! :D