Once again, we set out with our cookie dough, rolling pins, flour, cookie cutters, parchment paper, and cameras carefully packed away for our annual Christmas cookie baking extravaganza. It was different this year. For one thing, Marsha wasn't there, and she is the one who normally secures the location for us. So we were at Marsha's church with none of the Duncans there. And we missed Jeremy, who acts as our cookie police, whose job it is to remove trays of cookies from the oven, and to replace them with the next batch that is ready to go. And we missed the Witkowski girls, and Annabel. And it didn't seem right when Laurie Smith didn't stroll in an hour late with both of her girls trailing behind her. And we missed Abby and Shelby. I have to say that it was odd not chasing Ryan Ashton all over the place, who in years past was monitored by all the moms there. Because it literally took all of us to keep up with him....and hey, why not, he is a boy, and it is a wide open space. If you are a toddler isn't that an invitation to run like the wind. Maybe the weather cast a melancholy shadow on the whole experience. It is hard to get in the Christmas spirit when it is 79 degrees outside. We did miss our school-age friends and the Duncan's absence was greatly felt.
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killed me that we weren't there. i'm coming to CNY. probably wo jeremy but somehow will make it happen.
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