When we were at my parents’ house, Summer wanted to bake cookies with Nonna.
And, she did not have to ask twice.
Before I knew it, Summer, Emma, and Ethan were all in the kitchen rolling out cookies and cutting them into gingerbread men and women.
Snapping the pictures of all of those cute little hands pressing the cookie cutters into the dough was one of my favorite moments of the entire weekend…and, there were a lot of great moments.
But, there is just something about watching my mother bake with my littles that just warms my heart. The sound of laughter. The looks of complete, utter contentment on their faces. The wonderful aroma. It all combined together to create pure magic in the kitchen. Perfect, wonderful magic.