These cookies are basically the best cookie ever and you should make them. Melt Aways. And I’m going to give you a tutorial, because *I* always think baking is easier when you know what things should look like. So pictures! First off, here’s the recipe:
Super easy. Don’t substitute margarine for butter though. Normally I’m all for whatever you have on hand, but this cookie NEEDS BUTTER. Anyway, here’s what your cookies should look like before you cook them:
Dough is pretty dry, almost crumbly. If it doesn’t look like this, probably the butter was over-softened and the dough will need refrigerated for a bit. I put 15 cookies on a sheet, because they hardly spread at all. You don’t want to make your cookies too big, because they’re pretty crumbly when cooked too so they break easily.
This is what they look like cooked:
I don’t know how to turn this picture in the WordPress app. Sorry. They should just be getting brown around the edges. The recipe says 12 min, I took mine out at 10 because my oven cooks a little hot. They are not super great without frosting. Pretty plain. So definitely frost them (that’s on the recipe too.)
I spread frosting on with a spoon or knife, it’s not fancy. Here’s what they look like frosted (after I put 2 dozen of them away to take to a thing tomorrow. And left these on the plate with all the crumbs)
They don’t look like much, but they are SO GOOD AND YOU SHOULD MAKE THEM. I consider them a Christmas cookie, but that’s because I will absolutely eat a whole batch of I make them, so I try to limit how often I make them.
When Kalena and Will were toddlers, bedtime was easy. So easy that any time someone watched us put them to bed they’d say, “That’s it? They just go to sleep?” And yep, that was it. Sure, they got up at the crack of dawn, but bedtime was easy and early, so it was fine by me.
Then Daniel came along, and he was the kind of baby who, if you were 10 minutes behind schedule putting him down for a nap, would just fall asleep on the floor.
And then we got Lydia. And apparently she is hell-bent on making us pay for EVERY SINGLE EASY BEDTIME WE EVER HAD. I hate it so much you guys. What she wants is for someone to lay with her until she falls asleep every night. Which takes anywhere from 20 minutes to an hour (OR MORE, depending on how determined she is to stay awake) Turns out I can’t lay still on a bed in a dark, quiet room for that long without falling asleep. Then I’m essentially taking an 8:30 pm NAP which totally ruins my own sleep schedule and GAH. Anyway it’s terrible and I’m writing it all down so that when she’s older I can complain to her every day about what a terrible sleeper she was. (I say was because this has to end at some point, RIGHT?! I don’t even know if I believe that any more, since I’ve been saying it for over 2 years now.)
I remember stringing cranberries and marshmallows for our Christmas tree growing up, and thinking it was SO fun. (I also remember we tried stringing popcorn one year and it was just ridiculously frustrating. Cranberries and marshmallows don’t break into a million pieces when you put a needle through them.) Anyway, this was one tradition I knew I wanted to continue with my kids. Two years ago I decided at least Kalena and Will were old enough to try it. (Have I written about this? Possibly I have. Too lazy to check.) They thought it was fun for about 3 minutes and then left me alone to finish a garland that would be long enough for our tree. Which was fine, except that then I forgot to actually put it ON the tree. (Garland doesn’t go on after the ornaments. That’s the rules.) But I didn’t want it to go to waste, so I hung it on our banister! And Lydia proceeded to eat it every chance she got.
I was undeterred though, and last year I bought the stuff to string cranberries and marshmallows again. The kids had much more stamina last year, and we ended up with a nice garland. Except I inadvertently ruined this project before it even started. For reasons unknown, when I bought the cranberries and brought them home, I put them in the freezer. (Seriously. No idea what I was doing.) So we were stringing FROZEN cranberries, which was fine-ish, but as they thawed they just leaked red juice EVERYWHERE. Fortunately, we realized this before we put it on the tree. But last year’s garland ended up decorating only the inside of the trash can.
Now APPARENTLY I am a glutton for punishment because I bough the stuff to do it again this year! (Turns out I still think it’s fun.) I also bought myself this ornament, for all the happy garland-making memories I have.
Anyway, wish me luck with this year!
I set a reading goal this year of 100 books. I KNEW that was ambitious, but I wanted to push myself to read more. I am certainly *capable* of reading 100 books in a year. I have the time, if I choose to use it that way.
It’s not happening. My goodreads says I’m at 50 books, and I counted up the books I haven’t entered there yet (8) for a total of 58 books so far this year. I’m in the middle of a couple more that will most definitely be finished before the end of the year, but 42 more? Haaaa. Not so much. And 58 isn’t bad! That is many more books than I read last year! I was going somewhere with this, but now I can’t remember the point I was trying to make. Pretty sure I didn’t come here just to write about my reading failures.
Anyway. Now I’m considering next year’s reading goal. I need to find a goal somewhere between “I could read this many in a month if I tried hard” and “technically possible but highly unlikely”
Due to…a bunch of crap really, I ended up sharing a full size bed with Daniel last night. You would be amazed how someone so small can take up SO MUCH BED. I tried to move him! Repeatedly! But no. Anyway, that was not super restful, and then he woke up at 5 and started pawing at my face saying, “Mama! Hi mama!” Which is adorable but you know. 5 AM. He’s a handful, that kid.
He’s also a handful at church which is how he ended up sitting in my lap instead of with his class. Good thing we had crayons!
I joined a felt ornament swap again this year, set on making some adorable Grinch face ornaments I saw on Pinterest.
Side note, I think the Grinch is a little misunderstood. He just wants a quiet Christmas morning!
I feel ya buddy.
Anyway, I made the ornaments and missed the mailing deadline (Thursday) and went to mail them today, but HEY! It’s Veterns Day! So the post office is closed. I’ll mail them Monday (SORRY JANET!)
But the point is, they turned out pretty cute, right?
A while back we switched up the kids rooms so that Daniel & Lydia are sharing a room. Now, Daniel goes to bed at 6 and Lydia does not, and this worked out REALLY WELL for about 3 days. We could take Lydia in, tell her she had to be quiet because Daniel was sleeping, and she would! But seriously, only like 3 days. Then she started crying when we put her down. Crying loud enough to wake Daniel, who would then growl at her, causing her to cry more. SUPER FUN CYCLE. This led to us going to get her when she started crying. Of course, that’s what she WANTED, so it was a pretty terrible solution. So in order to not reward the tantrums, we started getting DANIEL out when Lydia started crying. Then she could just cry and not bother him. However, Lydia just gets more and more worked up when she cries, so that was also pretty disasterous.
ANYWAY. After many miserable nights of just letting her stay up until all hours, we came up with a new plan. First, shorted naps. We tried no naps, but then she’s a meltdown-mess by about 4 pm. Second, we bumped her bedtime back by like an hour and a half. Third, instead of trying to get her down quietly in a room where Daniel is asleep, now we move Daniel down to the guest bed in the playroom when it’s time for Lydia to go to bed. And then there’s lots of singing, and laying with her, and trying to leave by telling her I’ll be right back, and buying her one of those music-playing light-up stuffed animals. And sometimes it’s STILL a disaster, but at least not every day. Sad how low the bar is set anymore.
Today I was letting her skip nap since last night was a mess, but clearly that backfired.
Accidental 4 pm nap is never good.
I thought I’d be done blogging about sleep issues by the time my youngest child was 3 1/2, but NOPE. Here I am. It’s Lydia, of course, as she remains our worst sleeper. It’s getting better! Ish. But it’s still a struggle many, many nights. Tonight, for example.
And every night now basically involves a game of musical beds, but it is LATE and I am tired, so I’ll tell you about that later.
So, one of my very good friends is a para in Daniel’s classroom and y’all. It’s the best. Not only does she take adorable pictures of him working at school and text them to me, I get to hear all the GOOD stories.
Like the time he took his PE icon off his schedule, walked over to the door, waved and said bye to the classroom, and then took off down the hall. (Going to PE. Obviously. He loves PE.)
I also got to hear about the new para who, upon seeing Daniel shove most of a nutrigrain bar in his mouth and make a giant mess of the rest, said, “Well maybe his mom should teach him how to take one bite at a time.” You guys. I could not stop laughing. The idea that A) it’s that easy and B) WE’D NEVER TRIED TO TEACH HIM is just so ludicrous I’m not even offended. (He has never worked with developmentally delayed kids, nor does he have kids of his own. My friend was quick to tell him to NEVER EVER make a comment like that again EVER, but we laughed about it together. A lot.)
Anyway. It’s fantastic. And look how cute he is!