Little bitty house cookie

As demonstrated by my childhood afternoons spent rearranging the miniature furniture in the doll house my Dad made in his spare time, I have always loved all things little bitty (kind of like Alan Jackson), especially if the collection of little things depicts a past I never knew, like a Victorian manor – or something magical – like a tiny fairy home carved out of a bright red toadstool, nestled safely in a grassy nook. This little cookie set (mushroom house with tiny winged homeowner) were wrapped cookie favors made to celebrate a 5 year old’s birthday.  I loved figuring
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A little light

Everything felt heavy all weekend with the news of the travesty at Sandy Hook Elementary School. And heavier still today with the return of the routine of school. I, like so many of us, stewarded my kids into familiar buildings, hand rails smooth and linoleum dipped from the slide of generations of small people all grown up now. When dropping my first grader off today, I paused before opening the van door, a second time while meeting the crossing guard – a fellow mom – and yet again when I turned away from my daughter in line awaiting the morning
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