Father's Day

Yes, maybe this blog should be re-christened The Year of Making Cookies but for the life of me I couldn't think of anything else to make for Father's Day (why oh why did Kiddley have to close down?)

The Minx, who aged nearly two and a half, has acquired a little step stool for 'helping' in the kitchen, set to work eagerly.  Though in her case this mostly involved spilling flour all over the floor and licking out the bowl.

She was allowed to choose four cutters - so we went with Space Needles (rather appropriately), stars (because Daddy's a star), hearts (to say I love you) and er, rabbits.

All colours were also chosen by the Minx (though I hid the most garish tubes of writing icing) who also applied most of the sprinkles and all of the little crunchy balls. She thinks they are the most amazing things she has ever clapped eyes on and keeps announcing solemnly, 'these are WONDERFUL cookies'.  She also had to say goodnight to them before going to bed and visit them in their box first thing this morning. You never saw a prouder girl.

Or a prouder daddy.

Comments

[cally]

indeed they are wonderful cookies! that bunny has the cutest face.