I'm quickly realizing that I am not a normal mom. In fact, perhaps I am a bit lazy. As a talk to friends and read blogs I find that nearly every mom has had a baking marathon in the name of celebrating Christmas. I didn't grow up with this - if I did, I don't remember. I've always admired the idea of baked a dozen different sugary treats and passing them out to friends and neighbors. But quite honestly, I'd be impressed with myself if I was able to pull off baking two different dessert items in a week.
I actually bought a 25 lb. bag of flour at Sam's Club last month in anticipation of my 1st Annual Bake Fest. I had grand ideas of all the wonderful treats I would make. Cookies, brownies and cinnamon rolls being my limited repertoire, I thought it was time I delved into unchartered territory and make some traditional Christmas treats.
But alas, the energy is gone. I'm lucky my tree is still standing and we are only 3 days behind in our advent calendar activities. I did however manage to make a total of 5 homemade ornaments with Amanda.
I'm still in a bit of denial about our move and have only managed to fill 2 garbage bags with stuff I don't feel like moving. We did manage to get rid of 3 large items in a curbside giveaway. But I've yet to pack one box. The thought makes me nauseous. I really hate moving.