So I decided to give the rotten weather the proverbial middle finger and bake the brightest cookies possible.
Aunt Beverly and Grandma (my sister [the good doctor] and my mom) are coming for a quick visit on Wednesday, and I wanted to make something sweet for those late night munchies or early morning nibbles. Aidan suggested fire truck cookies, but I was able to convince him that spring flowers were the way to go.
They're colorful. They're yummy. And they absolutely scream spring.
Take that, crappy weather.