Christmas goodie

 

A Christmas goodie from me to you. Eat it quick before I do…

 

Christmas Sandtarts are worth a Saturday morning, right? We dabbed, sprinkled & slathered until all were satisfied with their creations. Elle licked the bowl from the melted butter. Max took many long sniffs of the dough. We do love these buttery cookies!

Elle is trying to be patient. She & Rory were sneaking sprinkles before we even started.

 Max is the first one to look for his apron when he hears of a job in the kitchen. Thanks, Mom. Last year's gift is still being put to work.

 Ready for the oven. I see sprinkles...where are the cookies?!  She made sure Daddy got what she called the "most beautiful one". It had the most sprinkles, of course. He ate it cheerfully.

Cookie baking for me has always been a family social event. It stretches us all to do it here away from the cousins, grandmas & aunties that make it an event. My childhood included Aunt Ruthanne's Cherry Winks. Maraschino cherries & cornflakes in a cookie, anyone? It felt a long way from that cold Pennsylvania house buzzing with laughter & conversation to Sandtart cookies on a hot Ghanaian morning while boogieing to TSO.
It is a rewarding thing to take a tradition from my childhood & see my children make it their own.
We did that today & I'm glad we did.