sweet tradition

One of my favourite aspects of the holiday season are the traditions that I get to carry on with Oliver. A very happy day near the holidays in my house growing up was when a rather crumpled package would arrive smelling of sugar and butter. Inside was a plastic bag filled to the brim with sugar cookies, Stubby's sugar cookies.  Stubby was a close family friend and to this day I do not know how one person could crank out as many sugar cookies as she did, but I am very thankful that she devoted that time each holiday season. We would tear into the bag and pick out a favourite shape; a reindeer, or a christmas tree, or a star, each one impossibly thin and tastefully decorated with sugar sprinkles. We would munch on them after dinner, come home from school and sneak one before homework and of course they were displayed with care for Santa and always on a plate while we opened stockings and gifts the following morning. Quite simply the humble sugar cookie is a sweet reminder to me of happy childhood holiday seasons. 

So a few days ago Oliver and I set out to make a batch of sweet sugar cookies. Now I did not labor over creating the most perfect sugar cookie dough but it was still a joy to get into the kitchen with Oliver and make our own sweet smelling sugar cookies. 
all rolled out and ready to cut out...dinosaurs?! Eh, whatever works, right? Festive holiday dinosaurs. 

that's a bit more festive!

and then Oliver found out that the cookies had to bake in the oven. it clearly was a crushing moment. 

all baked, cooling as waiting for icing and sprinkles. (Stubby never put icing on her cookies but I had to indulge a four year old's desire).  


focused sprinkle application. 

tada! all done. Oliver was very proud of his encrusted creations. 

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