Cookies are made of butter and love. ~Norwegian Proverb
While I was being busy elsewhere, good smells wafted through the house as Olivia, Adam and Alex worked for hours, baking cookies. When I finally made a late appearance, the table and counters were covered in trays full of sugar cookie cut-outs. Peppermint Pinwheels filled tins and cooling racks. Late into the evening they worked and they have plans to do more tomorrow. I know there is not only lots of butter in the cookies, but heaps of love, too. Some cookies will be decorated, others pressed, shaped, filled and put artfully into parchment lined tins and pots. I also saw that Alex is making cheese. (And, with bottomless gratitude, they left the kitchen as spotless as it was following yesterday's cleaning.) Ah, the family that bakes is a wonderful thing.