gray day, bright cookies

Spring teased us for a few days with blue skies and sunshine; today however, the clouds moved back in with a vengeance, complete with snow, cold, and a none-too-subtle reminder that winter is still ultimately in charge this far north.

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.