Every year growing up we used to make Christmas cookies. I remember as a kid how fun it was and how as a teenager how irritating. Well, in keeping the tradition alive Molly, Nora, Roberta and I all made cookies and fudge while the “teenager” did the whole “I’m chilling with my friends and kindly go away!” act.

From 2009

I have butter and a knife! Beware the cook!

From 2009

Fudge in the making. With the abligatory “I get to lick the blender!”

From 2009

And those who know  me know that  I will NOT be helping with the Gingerbread. I still have nightmares. (-:

From 2009
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