A Tribute to A Charlie Brown Christmas...in cookies.

Kids these days have it so easy...back in the olden days, if you missed a Christmas special (that aired ONCE all season), you had to wait until the next year to see it.

I vividly remember the year my mom took us to confession (CONFESSION!!!) and when we got home, I realized we had missed The Grinch. I was in my early teens and, I hate to admit, I needed to go right back to confession after that realization. I probably did not honor my mom in that moment.

ANYWAY...A Charlie Brown Christmas was one we watched EVERY year. And, as I get older, the more I appreciate it. How can you not love a TV special that combines jazz music, religion, and a sad little tree.

I always love Lucy:

{Notice how I put Lucy next to Schroeder? She would like that. }

Lucy Van Pelt: I know how you feel about all this Christmas business, getting depressed and all that. It happens to me every year. I never get what I really want. I always get a lot of stupid toys or a bicycle or clothes or something like that.
Charlie Brown: What is it you want?
Lucy Van Pelt: Real estate.

But, for us girls with curls, there was Frieda. Remember Frieda?

Lucy Van Pelt: You're the innkeeper's wife.
Frieda: Do innkeeper's wives have naturally curly hair?

I'll let you in on a little secret...there was an incident with Sally's cookie...

...I *knew* I flooded it just a bit too much, but it looked like it would be ok. Thirty minutes later, it had run off the side. Mr. E thinks it looks a little Salvador Dali-esque.