Yesterday morning while the house was quiet, the snow started falling in big, giant flakes. I turned on my oven and pulled out a recipe for whipped shortbread cookies. Camilla was just starting to feel better after a fever that lasted most of the weekend and Finley was home more for convenience than anything else. I was glad for a slow morning to soak in these littles and enjoy some time together. Camilla and I giggled as Finley drove his wooden car through the left over flour on the counter. I cooked six pans of shortbread cookies and froze most of them for later. The Christmas lights, decorations, smell of cookies, and oversized snowflakes sure made for a cozy morning!
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