The calendar says it’s time for another birthday but it just doesn’t feel like it. Dave has been out of town and so we celebrated his birthday almost a month ago as we prepared a care package for him instead of the usual cake and presents last week. Usually the house has leftover decorations from his day to remind me that my special day is on the way. Not this year. Hmm
I decided to break more birthday tradition this year and make up a batch of my favorite chocolate chip cookies to enjoy instead of cake. (You can find the recipe here)
It’s still a couple days early but I figured I’d make up the dough today so I can snack on it a bit. I also have a friend who could use a few of these cooked up for her family today. Hollis and I need a couple to sample as well. You know, just to make sure they are birthday worthy.
And so the fun begins.
One of my favorite memories with my mother is of making cookies together. My job was to hold the bowl. As a young girl she contracted polio leaving her with only minimal use of her right arm. If someone wasn’t there to hold the bowl it would spin and spin as she used the beaters. I was always rewarded with one of the beaters and if I wasn’t taking turns holding the bowl (it was often a coveted position when making cookies) I got both.
Now that I have my own children I often ask someone to hold the bowl for me when I use the hand mixer. Not that I need the help but because I love to share the experience of baking cookies with them. The big kids will all tell me that I have already told them, again and again, that I used to hold the bowl for my mother. I tell them all about it anyway.
Today it is Hollis’ turn to help with the cookies. The first time he has been interested. He is even strong enough to hold the bowl.