The new favorite occupation at our house:
Making cutout gingerbread cookies with Oma.
E gets to mix everything up (and is mighty proud of herself for doing so), and then during her nap the boys get to secretly wield the rolling pin and cookie cutters. She never seems surprised when she wakes up to gingerbread men and stars, so all is well.
None of these three little pastry chefs has any use for other sorts of cookies these days. It’s only gingerbread for them.
My mom has a gift for making children happy.