If I told you there was nothing else that I would rather be doing at seven o’clock than getting out of bed to make 24 bat-shaped sugar cookies, for twenty-four six year olds to decorate, it would be a lie. I can think of a handful of things that I would rather be doing, the first sleeping.
But first, coffee.
Let’s face it though, there’s really nothing that we wouldn’t do for these small people who grow into big people and steal our hearts from the moment we know they exist.
Even when those tiny people somehow get your name on the list to bring the cookies to decorate for the Halloween celebration, on the form that you left on the fridge like the fifty-seven other things that you’ve forgotten to send into the classroom this year (like the food for the food bank, the lid of a plastic container… and the list goes on).
Bat cookies at seven o’clock, I’ve got this. Even if the first batch of dough prepared with tired hands after hours of screaming trainwreck last night didn’t turn out and I made a frantic phone call to Jamie to ‘bring home flour, this fancy local stuff isn’t working’. Even if the second batch of dough was put to chill at midnight, overnight, with an alarm set for me to finish two sheets of bat-shaped cookies ready to decorate.
When those tiny people wake up in the morning and come down to the specially made extras, with sprinkles in them, for later, and they look up from the sprinkles with only the excitement that a six year old can muster – I realize there really isn’t anything else I would rather be doing at seven o’clock on a Friday morning.
But just in case, I doubled the recipe and stashed a batch of sugar cookie dough in the freezer for next time.