On Saturday, mom, Laura & I spent ALL DAY in the kitchen making all kinds of Christmas cookies. Every time mom lamented about how long she personally had been in the kitchen... 8 a.m., 7, 6:30 a.m., the time got earlier and earlier. She has a flair for the dramatic- I don't know where on earth I get it from.
Here's me and B modeling our matching Elf aprons from St. Nick
This plate went to my coworkers today and was gone in bout 15 minutes. Another tray is going to daycare tomorrow, where, after doing the same thing last year, some of the ladies there have asked mom and me for an entire year when we're going to bake again! They are going to be so excited, I think.
I know I personally started in the kitchen around 9 a.m. on Saturday, and after my choir concert, I was back in the kitchen cleaning up til almost 10:30 p.m. on Saturday night. It was well worth it though. I'm a good sous chef if I do say so myself. And you know what they say: the family that bakes together