Booth unlocked the door to his apartment and smiled as the smell of gingerbread and the low sound of Christmas music met him. He hung up his coat and let his bag slide to the floor while he watched Brennan take cookies out of the oven. Booth waited until Brennan had set the pan on the stovetop before he said anything "Hey, Bones."
Brennan looked up and smiled a little, "Booth you're home early !"
"Yeah, the other team forfeited so we just scrimmaged for a while."
"That's too bad that the other team forfeited, but at least you got to play hockey."
"Yeah. Why are you baking gingerbread cookies?"
'I started craving them…" Brennan blushed a little , she rarely gave in to her pregnancy cravings especially the unhealthy ones.
"it's okay. Christmas is in ten days…"
"Yes, I couldn't find a gingerbread cookie cutter so I'm using a glass. They can be gingerbread cookie ornaments… I got premade frosting and sprinkles…"
"They'll still be good. Homemade gingerbread is my favorite."
"I like them, but frosted sugar cookies are my favorite. The gingerbread cookies are homemade , I don't remember mom making them, but it's her recipe. A few years ago, dad gave me a bag full of mom's recipes, I don't know how he managed to keep them all these years. Angela put them in a small binder for me. Now I'll have someone to pass it on to." Brennan smiled and put her hand on her baby bump. Booth washed his hands in the sink and opened the cabinet above the refrigerator and pulled out a basket of cookie cutters and brought the gingerbread man over to the counter and handed it to Brennan.
"How about you finish cutting them out and I can start decorating the ones that are cool?"
"Okay."
"We can make cutout sugar cookies on Christmas eve like Parker and I used to do. Just think next year we can make Christmas cookies with Christine…"
"Booth, Christine will only be eight months old and incapable of making Christmas cookies."
"Okay. We'll make the cookies and decorate them and she can sit in her highchair and watch us and maybe taste a little bit of an unfrosted cookie…."
"That might be acceptable…"
Booth chuckled softly and kissed Brennan's cheek.