I made three dozen heart-shaped cookies the other day. I still have enough dough to make another four dozen. That seems a bit like cookie overkill since absolutely none of the cookies are exiting our house as school is cancelled, yet again. It also seems a little strange, coming from me, the woman who doesn’t participate in Valentine’s Day type stuff. It’s just never been my thing.
While baking those initial three dozen cookies, I had a few errors. One particular cookie was burnt to a crisp. Some had burnt edges. At one point, I put a tray of cookies in the oven and forgot to turn on the kitchen timer. I had to guess when the cookies were done. Surprisingly, that tray yielded the best results. I felt kind of good about myself at that point. For a second.
Then these two little cookies came out of the oven.
They’re not so perfect. They’re cracked. They’re burnt. They’re kind of ugly. And I think they’re kind of awesome, really, for all of those reasons and more.
I’m not the perfect mom. I don’t like Valentine’s Day. I bought
I love these boys, even on Valentine’s Day, in my very own imperfect way.
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7 Responses to “Imperfect Love”
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This is a beautiful post! I especially love the line where you say “love doesn’t have to be perfect to taste good”. I think sometimes it’s the imperfections that make it taste better than anything else in the world. And I think the cookies are sweet.
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Love that shot! My christmas cut outs came out much the same way, and my mom told me I rolled them out too thin. Who knew?
But you’re baking with love and that’s all that matters.
I really wanted to bake heart-shaped cut outs this year, just for fun, and then I got a stupid sinus infection. No one wants a sick girl making cookies for them, not even my husband, I’m sure. Sigh.
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Inappropriate ZING!! I really dislike that word. Tell me, who decides what is “inappropriate”? The card is for FireDad right? It is only inappropriate if he doesn’t like it no? If he likes it that is says I love you in a way he hears a good thing no?
Sorry to digress, It just bugs me when we are made to feel we should be ashamed of being “frisky” with our husbands.
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Enough dough for another four dozen?
Good thing cookie dough freezes REALLY well!
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You’re right: The day is silly, but the sentiment is real. If there wasn’t a day for it, we would probably forget how special love is, with all its imperfections. (Oh, and the flower and card companies would not turn nearly as much of a profit.) =>
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I always prefer the less than perfect baked goods, mostly because that’s all I ever produce! They still taste the same, they just have a little extra character!
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I do really love those cookies! And you are not alone in the yelling, being tired of indoor play places, wishing for school to start again, not so loving Valentine’s Day things. We’ll do some heart-shaped pancakes and a heart-shaped pizza tomorrow, but really all I want is a new vanity top in my powder room. Romantic, huh?
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