

I was looking for the meringue powder and saw these cookie cutters. They are so tiny and so cute--I just couldn't pass them by!
And today we...
watched all the snow falling down. (You can't see the snow in the picture, but trust me it's there!) I know it's only April...and it is New England...but still...snow?! We want Spring back!
I knew Fig was too little to help cook, but I thought Pookie might be old enough to give it a try. I handed her a cookie cutter and showed her how it worked.
But cutting out cookies wasn't really Pookie's thing. The dough was far more fascinating than the cookie cutter could ever be. You see, Pookie thought the dough was "bugger" (Pookie speak for butter, her favorite food) and all she wanted to do was try and eat handfuls of it.
There was raw egg in the dough, not really something Pookie should eat, so I sent Pookie off to play and cut the cookies out myself.
Chicks, flowers, and eggs--the perfect Easter cookie shapes.