Here are a couple videos we captured during the Christmas Holliday... such cuteness! Holland's cousin Liv came over for Christmas Eve. They had a great time playing together, although Holland wasn't the best at sharing her toys... Holland got this rug from her Grandma and Grandpa Larson. She got quite a kick out of making us laugh by cuddling with it. Fisher got a new Hex Bug Nano Raceway from his aunt and uncle. They live in Colorado, so I recorded him opening his gift... what a great reaction!
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Santa's Going to Be Excited About These.... I made some new cookies tonight! They are... awesome. Divine! The recipe is from my Aunt Pat- Thanks for sharing Pat- these are going to be a Meyerink Family Christmas Tradition!! Aunt Pat's Chocolate Mint Cookies In saucepan over low heat, combine and stir these until melted: 3/4 c butter 1-1/2 cup brown sugar 2 Tblsp water Add and stir until nearly melted: 12 oz. milk choc chips Remove saucepan from heat. Stir until all chips are melted. Pour mixture into large mixer bowl and let sit about 10 min. to cool. Add ONE AT A TIME while mixer is on high speed: 2 eggs Mix these dry ingredients together: 2-1/2 cup flour 1-1/4 tsp baking soda 1/2 tsp salt Reduce speed to low and add flour mixture to choc dough quickly but GRADUALLY, not all at once. Mix ONLY til just blended. Chill the dough thoroughly. Rol
Keeping a Record of My Days
"Teach me to number my days that we might get a heart of wisdom" Psalm 90:12 Occasionally, I write in my journal. I wish it was more, but I do what I can. I've kept a journal since I was in the 2nd grade, and they are my most treasured possessions. The other day, when I cracked my latest journal open the other night, I realized that months had passed since I last wrote. I was overwhealmed with the moments that I wanted to record, and frustrated about the ones that I failed to write down and now were forgotten. So, I decided to just take that day and write it down. It was very therapeutic to reflect on all of the mundane, small, and sweet moments of the day that had been put to rest. I felt a small thrill knowing that this was a day I wasn't going to loose. 50 years from now, when I open my journal and read that entry, all of those moments will come back to me, and I will be back in November 2010 with 6 year old Fisher, 4 year old Claire, baby Holland, and my y