Usually, the rolling pins and tin of cookie cutters remain buried in their out-of-the way cupboard until mid-December. But on this long afternoon, we dug them up and proceeded to make...Fall cookies. No one was more surprised than me to discover a pumpkin, cat and leaf cutter in our collection, and redhots, apparently, taste just as good in October. Even though this is my least favorite kind of baking--tedious, floury, repetitive--it was fun watching Sara mangle the dough, when she wasn't popping errant bits of it into her mouth raw. So, on this unseasonably warm and rainy Saturday, a new tradition is born.