The Baker.

This morning my middle child requested we bake cookies, since it was included in her gifts from Santa.

I DESPISE baking.

I am also an idiot, because I am Santa.

I love to cook, but baking? Not so much. It's too precise, too calculated. One extra teaspoon of anything could end in disaster.

We followed the instructions to a T. Still the dough looked flaky. Might as well add another stick of butter seemed to be my logical response.

So as I was completing this fairly pedestrian task, I was annoyed. I was bothered I had to do it.

It got me thinking, how many times in life do we do things we don't want to, to make others happy?

My finding was, a lot.

But then I realized the look on her face was worth it. That act of kindness for someone else was worth the cost of my simple annoyance.

Sometimes it's ok to flounder through something half smiling, because at the end of the day, it makes someone else happy.

It's important to make people smile, sometimes, even if at your expense.

Let's enter into 2021 trying to make others happy.

Xoxo, C.