Cookies

I jumped on the Christmas cookie bandwagon so spent this past Saturday baking and decorating some gingerbread babies! Actually I was supposed to help my mom bake and decorate but she was feeling under the weather so I decided to bake them for her. After I decided to do it I realized that the only Christmas cookie cutters I have are a couple of star ones circles and a tree...great. I did have a santa one but didn't feel like decorating Mr. Claus. Ended up making mostly snowflakes and trees, I like the trees because of the little star tree topper.

The boy's sister mentioned how she hates baking cookies and I can see why she feels that way. I haven't made cut-out cookies in FOREVER...probably because it feels like it takes FOREVER to roll and cut them out. In the end I figured out that rolling them thicker and a bit chewier was way easier than making gingersnaps.

Spherey

Hope everyone had a terrific Thanksgiving--we did! Fun times in sunny (and semi-chilly) SoCal--the OC to be exact. Got to visit the super cuddly, super adorable, super spit-uppy nephew!!! My favorite was when he spit up, rubbed his face in it and laughed--how did he know?!

As part of our thank you to our wonderful welcoming hosts (nephew and parents) I made Spherey from Jess Hutch's cute and kooky knitted toy book. Finally! A finished knitted thing other than a scarf, not that I don't love me a nice long scarfy knit. But there's something fun and so happy about a knitted toy...especially one that makes noise.

I wanted to put a squeaky thing in Spherey and crinkle stuff in the arms and legs but I couldn't figure out the crinkle stuff (stiff cellophane might have worked but that doesn't seem very baby safe). Plus I couldn't find a squeaky thing (does anyone know where to find noisemakers?) so I ended up taking apart another toy to get to its lemon sized tinkly noisemaker and stuffing it Spherey--hope it didn't hurt!

Spherey likes to hang out with his jabong friends--he almost blends in.

He's a little wonky and not at all symmetrical--just like his mama! If you look not that carefully you'll notice the scar on his forehead--he got it when he was running around the house and slipped on a comic book his mama told him to put away.

Guess there's a reason we're supposed to listen to our moms.