Nothing too crazy to report for Easter weekend…I slept in every day, and usually didn’t leave my bed until it was time for lunch. The Easter Bunny made a brief cameo appearance Sunday morning, leaving little bags of chocolate eggs in front of each of our doors. It is also possible that there was an easter egg hunt that I slept through…but I’m not sure. We had beautiful fall weather and a nice lunch to celebrate.

In the afternoon, I got a sudden craving for Chocolate Kiss Cookies, something that my family usually only makes for Christmas. However, I figured I’d make an exception. After all, both Christmas and Easter are holidays about Christ…one celebrating his birth, the other celebrating his rebirth (in a sense). So, according to my stunning logic, if Chrismas = Easter, and Christmas = cookies, we can mathematically deduce that Easter = cookies. Simple.

Here is a picture of Manolla helping me with the cookies. We had a minor tiff because she was tired of coating the dough in sugar and demanded being promoted to actually rolling the balls of dough. I don’t like taking orders from a seven-year-old, so we had a brief power struggle…I told her that she could do it for the next batch, but that I was going to finish the first tray of cookies, and patience isn’t exactly Manolla’s forte. Here she is, finally allowed to roll the dough, and quite pleased with herself.

Manolla baking cookies

Here’s a picture of our final product. Chocolate kisses had to be replaced in the recipe by chocolate easter eggs cut in half. They were a hit.

Cookies!