Smell the Cinnamon

Mama is happy. The Christmas tree is finally up, ornaments and all. Now Mama is baking cookies and he wants to help.

Mama is baking Snickerdoodles. She made some earlier and Gran ate them. Little Guy hardly had any. So this time he plans to be right there when the cookies come out of the oven. He sniffs the cinnamon that fills the house as the cookies bake. Little Guy loves cookies. Any kind of cookie. He's really not particular. Except he is a little partial to whatever cookie Sunshine has. He figures hers always taste better than his.

Mama is singing Christmas carols as she forms little balls out of the cookie dough. Little Guy listens. His ears stand up straight as he tries to remember all the words. He's not much of a singer. But he's willing to try his best.

"Woo-woo," he sings loudly. Mama smiles.

"Fa, la, la, la, la," she sings.

"Woo-woo," Little Guy adds. Singing is so much fun.

Sunshine lifts her head up, glances his way, then lays her head back down and closes her eyes. Little Guy is determined not to let her attitude affect him. Mama says you don't need a perfect voice. You just have to try. Little Guy leans back, takes a deep breath and loudly sings along.

Sunshine pretends not to hear even though Little Guy knows she has to hear him. She's just jealous, he figures. But Mama would let her sing too! Instead, Sunshine just lays there pretending to sleep. At least until it's time to eat. Sunshine loves to eat.

Grandaddy comes into the house. He sniffs the air and reaches on the counter to grab a couple of cookies that are cooling on the racks. Little Guy sits down and waits. But Grandaddy doesn't share. Mama laughs and hands Little Guy a cookie of his very own.

Baking cookies is so much fun!

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