Sugar Cookies!!

Since I was a little tot with glasses, sugar cookies have been pretty much synonymous with the Christmas season. I was determined to "bake" some this year no matter how pregnant I was feeling. Thanks to the wonderful people at Pillsbury I was able to get about three dozen done this weekend. I have heard that the pre-made dough is really good and because there was no way I was going to make some myself, I had to try it. Um, yeah, it's basically the same! I can't believe I hadn't tried it sooner.

I had Noelle up on a chair next to me. She was very helpful as I rolled out the dough and continued to have these paranormal, lighting quick hands that reached out and would pull off chunks of dough and shove them into her mouth before I could protest. A very triumphant little voice would then say "Yummy, Noelle eat dough!"

Once the cookies cooled we decided to include our little Princess in the frosting process. We set her up with a plastic bowl, and toddler knife with some frosting and let her go to town. It was very entertaining to say the least. Oh, by the way we started frosting around 3pm on Sunday and we were all still in our pajamas!! She quickly got the hang of dipping her knife in the frosting and putting a very, very little bit on the cookie and inserting the rest into the mouth! Soon frosting became "painting" and Noelle made stories about how she was painting Zeus in the snow and Mommy and Daddy too. We just let her go because large quantities of sugar is what every toddler needs on a snowed in Sunday!

Take notice in the picture of the perfectly decorated Christmas Tree and the little tongue darting out to savor the sweetness of the frosting from the knife. Well we finished our cookies and I will say the taste is awesome, but the visual isn't the best. Tom and I just slapped the frosting on knowing that we would be the only ones privy to their view.
Backtracking a bit, Saturday Noelle and Tom teamed up to make the dough for some chocolate crinkle cookies. Noelle was terrified of the mixer but "helped" with the measuring. The dough sat over night and those also made an appearance on Sunday. We didn't have to frost them and I easily rolled them into little balls as she took a nap.

Last Christmas Tom and I couldn't wait for Noelle to be of the age to help with cookies. This year she did not disappoint and it was truly joyful for us to experience this "coming of age" occasion!