|Meet Mr. Wonderful, my amazing 4 year old son.|
Are you like me? Does the act of cooking, the creative act of throwing this and that together to make something delicious, takes you to another place? This is the time of year I HAVE to bake. Baking is not only one of my families most important traditions, it has the wonderful side effect providing nutrition (come on, even cookies have SOME nutrition). I bake when I need to process. So, that's on my agenda today.
Here's the list of things we're making this Christmas season:
UPDATE: Those things that are finished have an X by them (12/20/2011)
X Artisan Bread (gifts for my hubby's bosses and co-workers and our neighbors)
x Schoenstatt Sugar Cookie Shrines
X Rice Krispie ornaments
X Sunbutter Cups (think Reese's without the peanut butter...using sunbutter instead)
GF/Dairy Free/Egg Free Pepperment Meltaway cookies
X Corn Flake wreaths
X Church windows
X Graham Cracker Houses (see pictures here)
X GF Gingerbread Cookies
Date Filled Oatmeal Sandwich Cookies
This is a really ambitious list, but it's the one time of year I'm guaranteed to bake, I need to process and my kids need the time with me. The girls help and the boys linger, looking for beaters to lick and scraps to taste. So that's not bad, at all.
But mostly I need to process. During Mr. Wonderful's colonoscopy, I slipped into the bathroom. When I came out, the Dr. was waiting for me. I didn't like the look in his eyes. He HAD found some areas of concern that would explain failure to thrive. I'm waiting for more lab results and a consultation on Thursday. He was adamant we come in this week. In the mean time, Mr. Wonderful was the model patient and he won over the nurses with his charming smile and big blue eyes. He won me over day one with those, so it's no surprise he's won more hearts.
So I'm processing the possibilities of a diagnosis I didn't want to get. I'm processing the fact he inherited the possible condition from me. I'm processing life with more changes. Excuse me while I go cook.