My parents have moved out of the house that I grow up in and I am not sure what happened to that ugly cookie jar. I am hoping that my Mom still has it somewhere. I might just have to call and ask but I am afraid of the answer I might get...
So in the meantime I went out this weekend and bought my very own cookie jar. I found this one at Pier One (fast becoming my favorite store). I don't like alot of things on my counters but a cookie jar brings back great memories for me that I decided that I could make room.
So here is my new cookie jar. I had to bake a double batch of cookies just to fill it up and rearrange things on the counter. I made sure that it was right next to the coffee pot. I love the little chalk board on the front where I can let my husband know what type of cookie he is getting.
Kinda funny the little things that bring us comfort in life. Like a cookie jar. What childhood comforts do you have in your home?
Thanks for stopping by.
C
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