A blog for Ellie, Gabe, and Mira's family and friends who live too far away to come over for dinner. We hope to post at least once a week.
Yell at us if we're slacking.
When I was a kid, my dad and I made cookies every year for the church's Christmas Eve service. This year, Meme and Aunt Gail gave me my childhood cookie cutters. So we baked, and decorated, and drank champagne for good measure.
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