For those of you who haven't been lucky enough to meet my mom, you should know she is an angel. She raised and is still raising 13 of us children. This blog could go on forever and explain all the lessons I learned from my mother but for now I will just let you know one of them.

Yesterday morning I awoke to see lots of snow coming down. It was huge beautiful flakes. I remembered a few blustery cold days like it when I was growing up. On these especially cold days my mom would declare it a baking day. It was her way of keeping the house extra warm and cozy and we all enjoyed time in the kitchen together making and eating all sorts of yummy treats.

I am glad my mom took the time to teach us how to bake yummy treats but, more importantly, how to make a potentially gloomy day full of fun and yumminess! I love you mom!