Cole dumping in he sugar. Dumping things in is by far his favorite part of the cooking process.

I added the eggs, cracking them with one hand like my dad always does. Cole loved that. Then time to roll out the batter. Look at that fro. Good thing I'm getting my hair cut wednesday.


Cut them up and bake them.


Kevin pointed out Cole had a little flour soul patch.

Some cookies turned out great.

Some did not, and I'm not sure what happened. I did salvage these little wafer-like things and used chocolate frosting to make a cookie sandwich out of them. Very delicious use of a mistake.

The finished product. I thought I had bought red food coloring (and in fact the bottle was red) but as it turned out, it was pink. I kept adding more and more and then finally checked the box, and sure enough. Pink. Not red.

Kevin's special wreath cookie.
2 comments:
These are good pictures. Especially Cole and the flour pouring. And tell me if I am wrong: this is YOUR hand, full of flour, on the tip of the bowl, right?
Cole is getting to be such a big boy! I can't get over how much your little boy is growing up! :o) diane
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