As you may remember, Ickle and I had intended to make Melting Snowman biccies* for our playgroup end-of-year party. Well, we finally got around to it for our Christmas street party by the lake. And it was, without a doubt, our most successful kitchen session to-date. “Why was that?” I hear you ask.
For a start, we kept things simple. First, we bought our biscuit base. Second, Ickle was able to participate in every stage of the decorating process (mixing and drizzling icing, sticking marshmallows and M&Ms onto it, and squeezing the tube of writing icing). Last, and most important, perhaps, was the presence of treats on the kitchen counter within Ickle’s reach. The possibility of sampling a pink marshmallow or mini M&M before the biccies were ready to eat kept her interest up from start to finish.
We followed this recipe, although used writing icing for the arms in place of pretzels. I’d go for the pretzels next time. Much more twiggy.
Melting Snowman biccies are definitely not for those that like their end product to be pretty and pristine. The M&Ms sank into our icing and leached food colouring into the white sugar; and the icing itself ran off the biccie onto the plate. But – think about it – a melting snowman is a bit of a sorry sight, and I bet a real one wouldn’t taste half as good as our festive biccies.
*A very appropriate choice for Christmas in Australia. Now, how long would a snowman last out here in December?
Ickle and I sat down a couple of weeks ago to pen a letter to Santa. When I was little, we wrote to Father Christmas* every year. We’d place our special messages by the fireplace and they’d miraculously disappear overnight, no doubt spirited away by the elves, or the big man himself.
We don’t have a fireplace or a chimney in our current house, so we sent Ickle’s letter directly to the North Pole via Australia Post’s Santa Mail, as do tens of thousands of children across the country. The friendly people at Australia Post make it very easy, even providing a selection of festive letterheads to print out. Ickle made the paper look even prettier, and then I quizzed her about her wish list. She immediately announced that she was after a pink pencil. Nothing else.
We popped the precious page in an envelope and dropped it into our nearest letterbox at the first opportunity. Then, we waited for our personalised response from Santa. And waited…and waited a bit more. Unfortunately, the big man and his elves have been very busy – snowed under, in fact – so we haven’t heard back.
Santa knows where we live, however, because he came past in his fire truck** this afternoon with lollies (sweets) for all the children in our street. But will he have a pink pencil in his sack when he flies through the night sky later this evening? Ickle and I certainly hope so.
* While Father Christmas still rules the roost in the UK, Santa is his preferred counterpart in Oz.
** Santa travels all over Australia in a fire truck during the festive season, and can often be sighted in more than one location at any one time.
Ickle and I have been getting crafty in the run-up to Christmas. We’ve made a variety of decorations to add to the small collection of baubles I’ve accumulated over the past few years.
I can’t take the credit for the original ideas behind these creations, although we have stamped our mark on each. There’s a whole host of colourful and fun ideas online for getting toddlers involved in making Christmas ornaments. And that’s where the inspiration for our selection came from.
A classic, and perfect for little fingers, although the ribbon-threading and tying is probably best left to big people.
Ickle found this activity the most fun by far. Possibly because it was the messiest. We stuck squares of coloured paper on a large sheet of card, let it dry and then cut out our Christmas shapes.
My favourite of the bunch (dig the Frozen colour scheme) although Ickle wasn’t so keen. I made up the star templates in advance by sticking paddle pop sticks together (like for last year’s sparkly snowflakes). Then, we smeared them with glue and stuck the buttons on. Or rather I did, while Ickle selected the colour and size of each button.
Easy. And this time the glueing was undertaken with enthusiasm by my little helper!
Because, as we all know, a Christmas tree is not complete without a crazy pink angel on top.
It was Ickle’s Christmas party at playgroup yesterday, and all the kiddies had been asked to bring a plate to share.
My original plan was to make Melting Snowman biccies with my little helper, but things didn’t go according to plan, so we opted for Watermelon Christmas trees instead. What a great find! They are so easy, especially when time is of the essence. I followed these basic instructions, not that a step-by-step guide is really necessary.
Watermelon Christmas trees are the ideal healthy treat for a hot summer’s day – just perfect for the festive season in Oz. The kiddies devoured the lot!