Cookies, a random, simple title. Growing up one thing, my brothers and I would do was make cookies for just about every holiday. We’d get dropped off at my Grandparents house for the day and just make cut out cookies. Now these aren’t just any sugar cookie cut outs, these are something special. I have yet to find a recipe out there quite like the ones my grandma makes. Even though she always says, “I just found it in a newspaper,” it still makes them grandma’s cookies. I actually just found the cookie cutters at my parents house that we always use, a whole garbage bag. A garbage bag, filled to the top with cut outs for every holiday.
I always looked forward to these times. Special memories were made. My grandma would always say, “don’t eat the cookie dough (though I’d always steal some when she was not looking) or do not roll the dough too thin!!” I do not really remember when there was a season when we didn’t make cookies together. I remember one year for Christmas we decided we would triple the recipe. Triple. Unless you want to spend your whole entire day pulling cookies in and out of the oven, I do not recommend ever doing this!! We spent hours upon hours. Then you realize you have to frost the endless amount of cookies. We made hundreds of cookies that day and had no idea what to do with them all. So we loaded up plates and my brothers went door to door on our street dropping off. We decided to never do that again! 😉
This year was the first year, I made these cookies in my own home. Fall cut outs, leaves and acorns. I called my grandma and asked her for the recipe that I should have memorized by now. This year my husband helped me make them but nothing does compare to the many memories made in the past making these with my grandma and my brothers. New seasons and new memories to be made, but those will always be dear to my heart. She always says, “We never had many traditions that we did together” and I always say that making cookies together was the best and I’d rather have just that one then a bunch. I’m thankful that God has given me such an amazing family. I’m thankful for these times and the memories created.
Cherishing the memories of the past and looking forward to the new memories ahead.