Smatterings

When I was a little girl, my favorite part of baking cupcakes and cookies was decorating them after my mom spread a thick, creamy layer of frosting across the tops. We didn't make them often because my mom worked, and baking took time.

I realize now what I liked best about those afternoons was having so many choices. My cupcakes never looked like Martha Stewart's simple, elegant creations. No, mine were smothered in silver dots, red hots, sprinkles, and a myriad of colored sugars - the veritable melting pot of a child's imagination and pure whimsy.

I sprinkle with care now. I am mindful that a well placed silver dot will get me further in life than tossing the sugars to the wind. "Watch what you say around the baby, she repeats everything." "Only ask for the favor after you've made sure his day went well." "Remember to grade essays with green and make positive comments on each one." "Don't be the first one to say 'I love you'."

Life lessons are sweetened only after experiencing the bitterness of regret from the mistake. But we shouldn't be afraid to make those mistakes. Who says that adults are perfect? The weathermen predict a Nor'easter is headed our direction, strong winds will prevail. Right now, I wish I had some colored sugar...