I have these warm and fuzzy memories of Christmas time as a child. My mom baked, she made crafts with me, took me ice skating along with a plethora of other activities that made me cry when Christmas was over. These memories even evoke a few tears now as I think of her and all of the sacrifices she made to create a magical holiday experience for me as a child as a single mother. There is no doubt in my mind that if she was still here she would be taking it to the next level for my children. Unfortunately she isn’t, so I have to grab the torch and start creating memories for my children. I must say I am a bit disappointed in myself for not creating a better experience for my son. However, there is no better time than the present to make a change. Lil Man is now 5, the perfect age for me to start creating awesome holiday memories for him. Over the next few weeks, I will post a series called “Christmas Memories” under which I will detail projects, and places that we attend in starting our own family Christmas traditions. For all my faithful readers for the 4,589th time you know I don’t cook, I don’t bake and I’m not crafty so these posts are sure to pack holiday cheer and laughter in the literal sense!
Last night started the festivities. He asked about making Christmas cookies, and I promised him we would, but that was before I realized I was exhausted. For those of you with children around Lil Man’s age you already know there is no such thing as making a promise and not sticking to it. He must have asked a million times when we were going to start on the cookies. It was in the best interest of my sanity to stand by my word, so I headed out in the pouring rain toWalmart for cookie cutters, cookie mix and sugar and we made cookies…..
|All supplies on deck
|Let’s get this party started
|Mixing it up
|He’s working it out…
|Dad even joined in on the fun after calling me out for the bootleg rolling pin
|The end product…I turned my back for a minute, thus the insane amount of sugar
Check out Lil Mama eyeing the cookies with the open hand