You know those crafty-artsy-hipster-crunchy-parenting-homeschooling blogs where they’re always posting photos of the kids’ projects, which are always very cool, primitive yet winningly elegant in said simplicity, displayed against the background of the Mission furniture in their Craftsmen bungalows or their farmhouse and if they’re Catholic, Pius and Benedicta got it all done in between their Latin and Greek lessons? And everything in the soft, blurry edges of the artsy-skewed photos bespeaks an oasis of calm and grace in a crazy world?
This isn’t one of those blogs.
(Yeah, they’re St. Nicholas. You mean you can’t tell?)
To this, i can relate.
Advent blessings in frosting — Yes! [insert fist pump]
LOL
Yeah, we’ll be making those tomorrow, if at all.
The cookies look delicious. That should count more than a project.
I dont have one of those blogs! lol
Everyone’s shoes are lined up at the door ready to be filled with candy canes and chocolate coins–
Ive never made the cookies.. sounds yummy for this pregger Mommy that is carrying number EIGHT…
Hope all is well Amy.. 7pm SAturday night is a TLM at Scared Heart
It’s post like this that make your blog my FAVORITE!
The blog below came to mind!
http://alice.typepad.com/cottage_blessings/
This is why I love you Amy Welborn!
I don’t think anything could look more beautiful than the joy on that sweet face!
Post-modern!
Love the rim of icing around his mouth. Looks like more went in there than on the cookie. God’s blessings to you!
In my house, the traditional St. Nicholas Day antiphon is: “Huh? I thought tomorrow was the sixth.”
My candles are still in a casserole dish because I still can’t find the wreath.
God bless you Amy Welborn!!!! My sisters and I were all laughing so hard – and thanking the Lord that you’re out there to remind us that we’re doing OK (hopefully).
Pius and Benedicta, eat your hearts out!
And have a cookie.
ROFL!!!!
With no “planning” involved, I read THIS blog entry:
http://greenclan.blogspot.com/2007/12/how-sweet-it-is.html
immediately before going to your blog. Check it out to see how the juxtaposition made your entry even MORE funny (if that’s possible)
Amy, you are the best
Thanks for all us moms who never even bother to take photos of these cookies. At least *you* do that!
I’m still snorting at “Pius” and “Benedicta”.
It’s my opinion that blogs of that sort are really exercises in creative writing for weary mothers. Hey, if you can’t lead the life, the next best thing is to have people envy you because they think you lead the life.
“C” is for Cookie that’s good enough for me,
“C” is for cookie that’s good enough for me,
“C” is for cookie that’s good enough for me,
Oh! cookie, cookie, cookie starts with “C”!
A picture of your son’s expression must be shared for many years to come no matter how much he says, “Aw, Mom!!”
Thank you– I can post here right now and not feel like I have to apologize that our 10 kids are going to the local Catholic schools (elementary and secondary) or to the university here in our city in Canada (nope, can’t afford to send them to the States to a Catholic “great books” college). Not that I don’t respect the decisions of some of my friends to do so.
BTW– the Corelle plate sets off those cookies beautifully– which decorating magazine did you find that tip in? Looking for some ideas, myself (would the melamine or the plastic ikea plates do my own Christmas baking more justice? hmmm….)
Further to your bleg for St Nick trinkets, the germanic name Spekulatius/i> or Spekulaas (from the latin meaning “mirror-image”) leads the way to really easy cookies – just press the wooden carved mold into the gingerbread dough and voila! our beloved bearded and vested saint complete with crook and mitre — just dust with confectioners sugar and you even save the frosting mess…!
Or better yet, swing by Meijers – they sell ‘em in bags from Bahlsen or Coppenrath in their International Foods aisle… God bless them!
I’ve made cutout cookies for Christmas -never St. Nicholas Day-we weren’t ever that cognizant or organized with my kids for 20 years. Last year my then 13 and 19 year olds were still happily frosting, sprinkling and eating them. It was always such a messy endeavor and one of their favorite things about this season. Still is. Who knew?
Amy,
I loved the blog…
Ok… I have a child named Matthew Joesph, and I do have another named Benedict John Paul Gibson, however I do not write blog entries that gush with the super homeschool stuff
You know the ones I am talking about:
What a great day here at XXXX Catholic HomeSchool. Today when we entered the chapel, little Faustina was levitating in front of the tabernacle and she is only 3. She has just finished her thirty book answer to the Summa, and has corrected Aquinas where he was just a bit off.
Little Pio Benedict, who is just five, has finished off his first symphony, and is working on his Opera on the life of Chirst. Right now it is a bit short, its only five hours long, and he has only gotten to the mystery of the Finding Jesus in the Temple.
Yep… have seen many of those things in the “Holiday News letters… or on blogs….”
Have a great St. Nicholas Day!
John “The Average Homeschool Dad” Gibson
Oops my bad ( missing hotspot to the trinket itself):
wooden carved mold
Delish! And age appropriately pious.
(When I read the intro I knew this would make me feel really good or really bad. Thank you for keeping it real.
)
And for your Hispanic readers – here’s an antique Guadaloupe cookie board for sweet treats next Tuesday
And a tin cookie cutter with the legend of the St Nick’s rescue/resuscitation of the remains of three murdered children in a pickling vat (perhaps a tall story, more likely a visual switch with the image of Daniel’s companions in the fiery furnace a popular theme in iconic representations of bygone days)
I do know those blogs
Happy St. Nicholas Day!
hysterical. be sure to visit my “Ithinkhomeschoolingwillkillme….” blog. (oh wait. don’t. it doesn’t yet exist because *i don’t have the freaking time*)
Could the dearth of religious images at the hearth be a form of domestic iconoclasm? Consider the prophetic images of Theotokos Riza Iesai common in medieval churches (of which we will hear more about from Isaiah at mass on Sunday). Like so many marvelous gems of scripture relegated to the apocrypha (and dropped from Protestant bibles) the symbols coined to represent prophetic deeds such as Habbakuk’s pitcher have been long erased from memory… yet a little nagging trace remains humming in our inner ear, right?
“the earth shall be filled with the glory of God as the waters cover the sea” (Hab ii, 15). “
And in honor of Saturday’s feast, here’s a Greek icon called “Life Giving Well” echoing the immaculate fountain pictured in the Armenian icon “Prayer of St Anna”
Enjoy!
I thought those blogs were supposed to be fictional! They’re far, far, far removed from my reality!
My kids started making ornaments for their classmates last night. Lola’s bells are slowly turning into angels with heads, wings and a tuft of golden curls placed askew as she liked.
Edyn threaded red and white beads onto red pipe-cleaners to make candy canes…sometimes following a pattern, but mostly throwing caution to the wind.
Zooey was up to his elbows in glue and glitter as he assembled reindeers out of Fun-Foam sheets, pipe cleaners and pom-poms in various colors.
I was a good mommy and stifled all my perfectionistic desires to have each angel wing placed *so* and twist each reindeer’s antlers *thus*. The reality is akin to your boys’ cookie creations — and a heckuva lot more fun!
that is so funny!!!! That is my life right there! Between hubby and I we have 9 kids and three grand kids and believe me there are no blurred edges and perfect art projects here….lots of silly cookies and “…that’s a lovely picture honey…what exactly is it…???” art projects. You made me laugh!
what a delicious cookies!!!! I love to taste it…!!!!
I LOL-ed. That is the greatest picture ever.