This is a Christmas post, but it has a cool idea, so I'm posting it because I want to remember it...
Josh's Grandma Keffer was away from home over Christmas, so she just got our package yesterday. We sent her a few fun little things and some Christmas cookies. She wrote a sweet e-mail in return, and I loved this bit of history:
when my kids had their last day of school—the next day we each chose a recipe, put the fixings in the middle, and each made his choice. I remember one year Rich took care of the baking for all the recipes. Then came decorating. I never had much luck with the pressed kind. My Mother always made divinity, fudge, peanut brittle.
I love the idea of cookie making as a celebration of the last day of school and the beginning of Christmas break ... now I just need to remember it for another 4 or 5 years.