This weekend we had Christmas with Roger’s parents, sister, and family. It was fun watching the kids open their presents, and the gingerbread cookies appeared to be a hit (only one man survived the feast).
Edit: The postcard is from Dan’s commander at Camp Liberty.
Straight from Iraq to Heather, courtesy of Dan. If you want to send Dan cool stuff, let me know and I’ll send you his address.
Heather’s “carpet of snow” decided to explode out of the flower pot today. She found a mound of dirt about to fall out of the pot, and when she removed the mound she found a festival of tiny flowers underneath!
The trees are apparently shy, because they haven’t sprouted yet.
Run, run as fast as you can
You can’t catch me, I’m the Gingerbread Man.
I decided to try making gingerbread man cookies, and they were surprisingly easy to make. I’d never worked with gingerbread before, and the dough proved to be the greatest test for my mixer so far. It actually slowed down when trying to mix in the flour. Talk about some thick dough!
By the time the cookies were done I was covered in flour and smelled like molasses. But the tiny, tasty men were worth the effort!
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