Our family does not seem to have many
but this is one tradition that has been happening every year since, well as far back as I can remember. Even back to when my mother and aunt would do some holiday baking.
Baking Night
I used to invite the Sunday School girls over to bake and then when our own girls came along, they invited their friends to come. And then they grew up and well the group shifts a bit, but there is always fun.
Tiff is now the great coordinator She sends out the email invitation and makes a list of the cookies we plan to bake. I prepare some easy to eat supper and have aprons ready. A few other things, but you can use your head about that.
This year. Guess what? The first responder said, sorry, better not come. And we soon realized that this year would be different.
This year....Our girls, their boys and....the little family next door. Those little gals have been in our house ( and in our hearts ) so they are as much a part of our bubble as our own.
Let me add, our boy, comes sometimes..
Yes...that is him about 28 years ago
and this |
and oops |
Plenty of hard work going on |
The crew in color |
A little time out for ...football? |
No football when someone is sick Time to go to bed and here is some medicine so you won't die |
These two tuned in to a Christmas movie A couple things that have never happened before Tiffany stepped on a nail The nail was sticking out of Dad's shoe |
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