It's not very often that I make a cookie batter without eggs. Only at Christmas when we make the delicious kid dough. So of course Silas, being the perfect age to fully immerse himself in the mess of the dough paddle, was given the chance to lick away. And away he did. When he handed the paddle back to me it was warm and sticky from his great love of it. Little bits of dough on his face and wrist were all that was left.
3 comments:
Mmmm...I think that is still my favorite part of cookie baking:)
I would like to hang out near the cookie dough also!
that is so precious. it reminds me of days when you were little. you loved being in the kitchen with me.
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