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Dec. 16th, 2008 10:39 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
While mixing my fourth batch of cookie dough this morning, after countless interruptions, I had the following thought.
Maybe when my kids are older, and they're asked what they remember most fondly about Christmas in their youth, I doubt very much that it will be the endless hours of mixing cookie dough. I would like to imagine that instead they will think of me mixing cookie dough, and abandoning it repeatedly to have pretend tea parties and give horse rides around the house.
Maybe when my kids are older, and they're asked what they remember most fondly about Christmas in their youth, I doubt very much that it will be the endless hours of mixing cookie dough. I would like to imagine that instead they will think of me mixing cookie dough, and abandoning it repeatedly to have pretend tea parties and give horse rides around the house.