OK, I’ll admit it. It’s a hobby gone wild.
Cake pans threaten the hinges of my kitchen cabinets. Piles and piles of pans fill my cabinets. They’re not limited to the kitchen. Or the basement. Or the garage. That’s all I’m admitting to.
I collect cookie cutters like my boys collect LEGOS. I see an infinite number of possibilities in each shape. Don’t even get me started on the sprinkles.
It’s nice tonight to share my
knowledge with some area moms at their monthly meeting. I’ve spent the afternoon baking and
making and coloring icings. I want
it to be hands-on. I want it to be
fun. I want there to be some
leftovers so the boys and I can decorate cookies tomorrow after school.
It’s been a long and sugary road. If I can share the things I’ve learned from my mistakes why wouldn’t I? But as I tell my kids, is it ever a mistake if it can be topped with frosting?