Jessica’s sister Chyral picked her up this morning. Namine and I could not join her, not yet, because we had an appointment to keep at the pediatrician’s office. Last night, Namine woke up from a nightmare to some pretty significant congestion. It took her until about 3:00 in the morning to settle back into a comfortable sleep, a sleep in which she wasn’t tossing and turning.
So this morning, I called the pediatrician. I made the mistake of calling at 8:26, since they don’t open until 8:30. Of course I got nothing but voicemail. So I waited until 8:35, then called again: voicemail again. Sigh. I called back at 8:40 and waited on hold for twelve minutes.
When I finally got a hold of a nurse, I explained what was going on with Namine. She told me that she had an opening for 9:30, but we’d never have gotten there in time; Namine was awake, but she wasn’t dressed, nor had she gotten any of her morning medicine yet. The second opening was at 10:15, so I took that.
Because it was snowing this morning, we had to leave early. Namine and I left for the doctor at the same time Jessica and Chyral left for Cookie Day. We hoped that the appointment would not result in the diagnosis of a sinus infection, because then Namine and I would have come right home. No sense getting Namine’s cousin Olivia sick, you know. Fortunately, that turned out to not be the case. After driving through the crazy snow (with Namine singing loudly in the back seat), we arrived at Jessica’s sister Ann’s house a little after noon.
The girls’ plan was to make fourteen kinds of cookies. With the help of their Aunt Betty, who brought a few types already made, they succeeded in making eleven. They are, in no particular order (because they’re all delicious): Mexican wedding cakes, oatmeal raisin, Venice hazelnut, cherry chocolate, sugar, cinnamon swirl, peppermint blossom, peanut butter (including peanut butter blossom, whatever that is), chocolate chip peanut butter, Rollo-stuffed chocolate, and lemon crinkle.
Paul’s rolling some dough, but… what is he using?
Ah, vodka. When you don’t have a rolling pin, it makes a fine substitute.
Of course, no cookie day would be complete without the little ones getting to decorate their own cookies. Jessica’s sister Jewel and I had to run interference to keep Namine and Olivia from just eating the cookies or their decorations. Their hard work was, of course, rewarded.