Christmas eve I always make sugar cookies and decorate them with the kids. I've done this since I was a teenager and carried it on with my kiddos. I love it. This year I'm excited I get to do this with my niece and nephews also who will be visiting from Austin! I also make white chocolate covered pretzels on Christmas eve and some other cookies (usually chocolate chip). I am in the kitchen normally most of the day baking. This year I decided to do it a bit early and get the baking done so I can relax more on Christmas eve and only do the decorating, also I thought it would be nice to take some cookies to family members tomorrow. It kinda threw me for a loop and I wasn't prepared for this change of plans. At around six o clock tonight I stared baking cookies. Four double batches to be exact. Yes, that's eight, EIGHT batches of cookies.
My poor hubby comes home starving, to a pitiful looking lasagna on the stove and a wife covered in flour surrounded by what appears to be a cookie explosion in my kitchen. He is painfully aware that his plans for settling down for a movie and a relaxing evening just flew out the window, and he is going to have to come to the rescue of his disorganized crazy wife once again.
Thankfully we got the cookies finished and I owe my husband and children thanks for helping to bail me out of my cookie catastrophe I had going on in the kitchen.
I just seem to always bite off more (cookies) than I can chew.
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