May 10, 2013 - Yesterday afternoon I went to my last Author’s Tea. I was really sad about it being the last one. Every year the elementary school that my kids attend holds an event for the first grade class. The first graders work on a story for a couple of months and it ends with an Author’s Tea where each child reads their story, everyone eats cookies and punch (not sure why it’s called tea) and the first graders all sing a lot of songs that they will never dare sing again once they reach the age of eight.
The above teapot cookies are what Sam and I made together to take to the big event. Every family only had to send in six cookies. And in all reality, I could have pulled that many cookies out of the freezer, but I wanted to do something special with Sam. I hope that he remembers not only making the cookies, but making the memories. I guess that is what I hope for with so many of the things I bake.
I will always remember Sam’s Author’s Tea because it was my last one.
Sam’s story was about two aliens who ate a Swiss cheese moon because they were hungry and then went off to see if Pluto was made out of chicken.
Even though Jack is in sixth grade, I still remember him standing in his little yellow shirt and tie and reading his story about making toys with his friend. I made gingerbread men for that event. Drew, who is now in third grade, wrote a story about a clown who couldn’t smile. I cannot believe that I can’t remember the cookies I made for him!
Everyone always says time goes by so quickly, but it really does. Jack went from wearing that little yellow shirt a few short years ago to wearing a size 13 men’s shoe today. It’s scary…that was only five years ago.
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