As to our adoption…
As to our adoption. I just got news that there is no news. Except for the bad new that the Christmas package I sent to Haiti for our little girl over a month ago has still not arrived…
Cream Wafers
My 12 year old son is a mad scientist and I will tell you what one of his favorite parts of getting ready for Christmas is. Making Cream Wafers. Now, this is not my favorite thing to do…but it is getting better each year. For one thing, I got a recipe last year that took enormous stress off me. Last year those tiny cookies were stuck to the pan and many broke. The ones that survived the pan removal didn’t all fare so well during the frosting stage. Okay! Now I’ll explain what cream wafers are. You roll out the dough and cut in 1 1/2 inch rounds. That’s tiny and they shrink during baking. But before baking, each little circle gets pricked with a fork 3-4 times and each tiny circle gets sprinkled with sugar. Then comes the part my son loves the best…making 4 flavors of frosting, maple, almond, peppermint and coconut and each flavor gets its own color, which were red, yellow, green and white. Then you make sandwiches out of those tiny cookies with a bit of colored frosting squeezing out between. Lots of work but so good! With instructions to husband that he cannot eat any without getting permission from me! Little sister got herself very involved with the whole process too which is why I say it is getting better each year!
Have a very blessed Christmas!
He’s Here…well longer…
It is SOOO cold in Kansas!!! The crackling fire is just not keeping us warm—unless, of course, if we’re sitting right in front of it. But not alot of work gets done that way. Mr. Snowman is surviving longer than expected, only now he has truly lost his head…boo hoo! The Christmas goodies are being made. Yummy! And folks’ last minute cheese orders are being readied for shipping. In a few days the children will be home from school.
He’s Here, Briefly
He’s here for such a short visit. But how friendly he looks. He always makes us happy when he’s here but his visit is sooo brief. You see, I grew up in Canada and I really love Mr. Snowman!
P.S. My husband, looking over my shoulder while I was entering this, asked if I was writing about him…
Enjoy the winter!