We started something probably 10 years ago in my extended family that we exchange names and get them something that is expecially meaningful to them. We call it Gift from the Heart. Sometimes it's funny or sentimental, either way it's nice to know that someone was thinking especially of you and got you something that they thought would be special.
I have three sisters and the week leading up to Christmas we get together to make Christmas cookies. My mom makes the dough, the kids roll and use cookie cutters to cut them out and put them on the cookie sheet. By this time things start getting silly. Yes now even as adults we start to get silly. We start to cut out the funniest things possible whether they are abnormally large cookies, dough that broke post cutting our that still makes it to the over, some additions to the cut outs, or a lump last piece of dough turned cookie. My mom makes drip frosting to decorate them with. Over the years we have made things such as: an angel with a rack, tiny Tim, Michael Jackson, Kwanzaa cookie, Trogdor, a stiletto Santa boot, and many many more. No matter how tasteful our intentions are the cookies always end up ugly. By the end the black is smeared across many, a layer an inch deep coats a few, and the last few are just dipped in frosting. We have tons of fun giggling over our creations and our and aunts, uncles, and grandparents humor us by still eating the hideous ones.
Brooke A.
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