In an email I received this morning, my niece mentioned that she would be able to get at her Christmas baking today.
There are still a few days left, so maybe I will be able to do mine! I don’t know.
Over the years I have baked a LOT of Christmas cookies: Shortbread, Candy Canes, Almond Crescents, Chocolate Crinkles, Sugar Cookies, Bird’s Nests, Lucien Angel cookies, Swedish Peparkakar, and Gingerbread houses! And that’s just the Christmas ones. The last few years I have baked some of these recipes, and taken them along to our McGuire family gathering. That gathering this year is five days away, on the 18th.
I have made two gingerbread houses, from scratch. The first one we took to an orphanage to teach our boys to share. The second one was made because Danny asked me to make one for his class party.
With that one, I made extra cookies and put them inside the house so there would be lots for the class to eat. Danny was quite excited about eating the gingerbread house, so never ate any of the other food. He was saving up to eat gingerbread. When it got time to eat it, the teacher decided to send it to Children’s Hospital … and Danny came home hungry!
I’m still debating whether or not this will be the first time that I haven’t baked anything for Christmas. Nor made peanut brittle and Almond Roca as I have been doing each year.
Like the lyrics of the Trooper song, written and composed by my son, Ra, “Two for the show, and my mother wants to go; it will break her heart when I tell her she’s too old.”
Am I too old?