I always helped my gramma or mom frost cut-out sugar cookies every Christmas. We would spread the creamy frosting onto wreaths, santas, angels, trees, and candy canes before stacking them into tins and eventually eating them. These are the cookies my brother and I would leave out for Santa on Christmas Eve. This year I decided I would carry on the tradition and whip up a batch for Ava to enjoy. I found a simple recipe to follow and started mixing up some dough …
It tasted pretty good so I must have done something right. I put the dough in the fridge to chill, cleaned up the counters, and had a glass of wine. Ahhhhhhhh.
Two hours later it was time to get the cookies rolled and cut and into the oven. I enlisted Mike’s help for this. We realized we do not own a rolling pin so we had to use cans of diced tomatoes to roll out the dough. We got the first batch in and out of the oven, but then we were either working too fast or impatiently because our gingerbread men starting losing heads. Let’s just say the majority of our cookies looked more like blobs than snowflakes, candy canes, and gingermen.
Finally it was time to frost! I must have used too much milk because it was pretty thin, but I was out of powdered sugar so we had to work with it.
“OOOOO. Cookies are hard.”
A few of them came out looking okay I guess …
But in the end we just gave up, piled all the cookie pieces onto a plate and drizzled icing over them.
I know for a fact that Santa won’t mind. Will I be making these again anytime soon? No. Will they all get eaten? Yes. Maybe things will turn out better next year. Happy Holidays! XO