My two great-grandchildren have never come to my house before to make Christmas cookies, but this year their mother thought they were old enough at 2 and 4 years to have the fun she used to have with all the flour and butter and cookie cutters. Here’s their mother baking cookies when she was nine years old.
I supervised as great-granddaughter measured flour and sugar, and even broke an egg.
The two-year-old wanted to do anything his sister was doing and got right into the spirit.
Great-granddaughter soon caught on to the art of rolling cookie dough….
….and great-grandson let his mother help him, his only comment being, “Bite, bite” for bits of the cookie dough which we didn’t want him to have.
They each brushed milk and sprinkled colored sugar on a sheet full of wonderful cookies.
We used the same recipe from all those years ago – it’s a good one.