A favorite stripey monogram cookie

Let me just begin with a hearty, Happy Sugar Cookie Day, everyone!!! While I get that this is a manufactured holiday of unknown origin, I can hardly let a day devoted to the subject of my dreams (and virtually every waking hour) pass by without a sugar cookie post.  So here we go. (; At some point in the process of having and acquiring kids, a family finds that its baby stuff-o-meter is plumb full and there just isn’t room among the already well appointed collection of baby gear to add another teensie-weensie onesie, jungle teething toy or baby bouncer,
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Toddler’s blue doggie cookies

Recently, a friend asked if I could help her with the treats to celebrate her one year old son’s first birthday. It took a bit for her to determine the theme because it’s hard to tell what a one year old wants, what he really, really wants (Posh Spice must have had this problem with her brood). But then, clear as day, Cannon’s birthday theme spoke to her, in the form of a well-loved blue stuffed dog, known affectionately as “Doggie.” All together now, awww… Here he is, Cannon’s oldest pal.  I needed to fit Doggie within a non Easter
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Classic nursery toys cookies

Sometimes…when you’re up late at night with your six-week old, you see something wonderful in well-worn baby pajamas, like this gentle teddy bear and tiny toy duck: This sweet little image bobbed around in my head until I was invited to a gender neutral baby shower for a friend. Per usual, I insisted on making favor cookies and found opportunity to recreate these nursery favorites in sugar and butter. For the furry guy, I started with my only teddy bear cutter and made some sketches to get the “feel” of the cookie for piping. For the duck, I started with
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Quilted birds and bottle cookies for baby

I have an Aunt. A fabulously interested in this blog, Aunt. Who also has exceptional taste. Go figure! (; Last summer, I had the supreme pleasure of reconnecting with her at our once every three-year family reunion. While we walked around a pristine scoop of water resting in a granite cup, otherwise known as Bear Lake in Rocky Mountain National Park, I told her about my fourth pregnancy and the coming arrival of what will be my parents last grandchild. With the excitement that brims only with this kind of news, she told me that her son and daughter-in-law were
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