For some reason, I was REALLY wanting cookies today (probably because it's time to go grocery shopping, but I'm just not up for it today), so I decided to try the heart shaped goodies again. I still had most of the ingredients, only I used up all the bleached refined good tasting, but SO bad for you flour, last weekend. I used my whole wheat goodness flour instead. I dyed the dough pink, so the brownish look of the whole wheat would be kind of disguised. I was frosting the cookies with pink frosting and I wanted to taste my work, so I bit into a cookie. All of my childhood memories came flooding back ~ the baked goods my mom would make, whether it was burnt cookies, or something with weird molasses ~ I could never understand why my mom wouldn't just buy us the regular cookies from the store. I realized then that my mom was trying to do something loving for us, but her health ingrained conscience wouldn't let her put those white devils in her children's food. I have a new appreciation for the kind of mom my mom is. And I think I'm going to throw away my gross Valentine's Day cookies.
Saturday, February 6, 2010
V-Day treats = realization
Last weekend I had a horrible experience when I doubled a recipe to make heart shaped cookies for a mops fundraiser. I made two batches so I could have some left over for my family. In order to finish and get my kitchen put back together, I opted to stay home from church. My sweetheart took the two oldest boys with him, and as the door shut behind them, I dropped the 9x13 pan that was holding the extras. Lesson learned: don't blow off church.
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Oh poor Bonks. That stinks you dropped a pan of cookies!! And...I learn to appreciate Mom more and more as I try to raise these kids. She really did a good job.
good for you, Thitho! I know about learning from mom and dad's wisdom, little by little. On my mission, I saw mom as the perfect angel that she always was (and is). It's so easy to get caught up in the little things but you're doing such a great job, raising those little ones! Heavenly Father entrusted them to you for a reason. I love you!
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