I’m elbow-deep in mixing bowls and shortening, trying hard to get my holiday baking done. Sidetracked by a ill-advised stay back east with family and a dreadful journey home, I’m also suffering from a very bad case of bronchitis, which my doctor says is borderline pneumonia.Ah, the holidays!
Anyway, I was busy screwing up the gingerbread when The Poo asked me for her favorite cookies.
“Mommy, can we make cookie-dough cookies?” she asked, dragging her chair over to the counter.
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December 11th, 2007 at 8:25 am
Aw. You do have a way of melting my heart.
December 11th, 2007 at 9:46 am
I’ve been lurking around your site for a while since I stumbled across a link on Joy Unexpected. Great site. I’m an oatmeal…my hubby is a chocolate chip. But to be honest, I haven’t met a cookie that I didn’t like.
December 11th, 2007 at 9:54 am
You reminded me of my relationship with my mother quite a bit in this one. It took her 20 years, from the time of my birth, until two years ago, to actually entrust me with the task of making the holiday mince-pies. It’s what we take to family lunch every year, and they’re extremely popular so we need to make enough for a family of nearly 30 people to have about ten each.
But you see, my mom’s brain-damaged now, from years of alcohol abuse in her youth. She can’t make them any more. But it was so hard for her to just let go and trust me enough to make them just so, just the way they always have been for the past 30 years or so. It’s been my dad and me, the past few years, sharing the cooking. My mom only touches the oven twice a year - to make her cake for her anniversary in Alcoholics Anonymous (17 in February) and to make mince-pies.
I hated taking it away from her, she’s lost so much of her independance already.
But reading your blog helps so much, because in away things are like they are with you and Poo, sometimes Mom’s like a two-year-old, I have to take care of her, but I don’t know how to handle it when we get into our fights and arguments.
We’re getting to the annual baking time again, and I’m still not sure just how much she trusts me with that recipe, or even if she’ll remember that I did a pretty good job last year. But if we can keep our tempers and not get frustrated, maybe we can work through it.
I’m chocolate-chip by the way.
December 11th, 2007 at 10:17 am
The kids and I are chocolate chip…hubby is a cut out sugar cookie that has to have frosting! does not prefer any one shape but it must be a cutout of some sort!
December 11th, 2007 at 1:12 pm
My fam and I are chocolate chippies, but any cookie will do in a pinch.
You’ve inspired me. Maybe the kinder and I will bake up a batch this weekend. Evan can tell the difference between store-bought dough and homemade. He’s quite the cookie connoisseur.
December 11th, 2007 at 2:40 pm
I never thought of it that way but you are so right!! I am all chocolate chip! Spouse is the oatmeal raisin…I am getting the impression that our new little bundle is an oatmeal scotchie
December 11th, 2007 at 6:47 pm
Cookie dough cookies? Have mercy.
December 11th, 2007 at 9:45 pm
My husband is Chocolate Chip all the way…But me and my girls are totally any cookie will do! But my favorite would be Chocolate peanut butter chip..BTW…Why not try oatmeal chocolate chip? Thats what I make cause we don’t like raisens…Happy baking!
December 11th, 2007 at 10:40 pm
You are so cool, and I am a rumball, because clearly, I am a lush
December 12th, 2007 at 9:02 am
Mmmm. The mix of both sounds divine. Got recipe?