I love the pretty pastel colours and cheeriness of Easter,
and the happy celebration of springtime this holiday marks.
This year the Easter bunny hippitty-hopped over and brought
💗 my children and grandchildren 💗
these toonie-sized decorated cookies
(sometimes tiny is even sweeter).
My gift is the time I spent with Little Miss and Jenn
making and decorating these little gems,
sharing the pleasure of creativity.
An afternoon of giggles and wonder
and a charming bicycle-patterned apron,
and the joy of little hands eager to create —
“I can do it, Nana!”
Little Miss cut out cookie dough and helped tint the royal icing
pastel shades of green and lilac and pink and lellow.
(Lellow is my new favourite colour, just so I can hear her say that.)
Oh, her delight in squeezing the icing onto the cookies,
lavishing colour upon colour,
creating impressionist art on each.
Little Miss was so proud of the pretty cookies she made.
Later, Jenn came for an evening of cookie decorating,
a pleasant hour of shared mother-daughter time,
laughing at our efforts while trying to perfect our technique.
But none of this was about perfection or technique.
It was about togetherness and memory-making,
setting the demands of life aside
and simply having simple fun.
Enjoying the interplay of happy colours,
and seeing our heart and flower and butterfly cookies
coming to life on a plate full of springtime.
The happy anticipation of nestling these in little baskets
for giving on Easter morning
(the Easter bunny bakes, you know).
💗 This simple pleasure was and is all about love. 💗