With Thanksgiving just days behind us the bakery is beginning to prepare for the Christmas holiday and i get to help! Today we baked, frosted, and decorated 6 dozen sugar cookies. We just sat around their kitchen table and talked and laughed and made a mess!
An Adapted Song That I love In Primary:
Once there was a snowman, snowman, snowman, once there was a snowman. Yum! Yum! Yum!
In the mouth he melted, melted melted, in the mouth he melted, Yum! Yum! Yum!
As I frosted cookies with my Amish girlfriend and her mother they told me that back when the mother was little her mother owned a bakery and that about Christmas time they would have what they called Frosting Days. When fifteen to twenty women would come over and frost cookies all day.
My girlfriend's mother remembered that she loved listening to the women talk. There were so many mouths going and so many stories in the air that it was hard to keep up.
Where have days like that gone?
We had quite the variety when it came to sprinkles ... still, you did find yourself staring at your seventh Christmas wreath and wondering if you've exhausted all possible creative ideas.
There was a bit of sweeping and wiping to do afterwards.
Have a very Merry Christmas!