I made a bunch of cookies to share with my neighborhood for the holiday, and I think they turned out very sweet. I had seen the idea online months ago, bookmarking it in my brain for the occasion, and I couldn’t wait to make them!

I made all the outlines in the afternoon, and then I began flooding the colors onto the cookies after dinner. Philip pulled the dining table into the living room, and we watched The Men Who Stare at Goats together while he helped to “toothpick” the icing with me. I was grateful for the help, and also not to be in the dining room by my lonesome. 🙂

The befores… what they looked like after just the black piping.

Partly through the flooding process.

A special baby rattle I made for my next-door neighbor’s little girl.

As I was outlining the cookies, my little helper (Jack) was curiously questioning me about things:

Jack: But Mom, Emma’s a baby. Won’t she get sick if she eats a cookie?
Me: Yes, bud. She won’t be able to eat it.
Jack: But then why are you making one for her if she can’t eat it?
Me: Because it’s her very first Fourth of July! She will want to celebrate, too.
Jack: But that’s mean to give her something she can’t eat, Mom. You should make her red, white, and blue milk bottles instead.
Me: Well, maybe they’ll let her hold it for a minute. Then it won’t be so mean.
Jack: Yeah, that will work. Can I eat it if she doesn’t want it?

LOLOLOLOL. He’s always looking out for others, and looking for opportunities for himself, too. 🙂

I think this one looks like a patriotic ladybug.

One of my faves.