Everybody was snowed in today in Hobart. So, while I was slaving away on work-related matters, Jennifer and Joyce started baking Christmas cookies.
What is it with cookies and kids? And for most of us, we never outgrow the desire to dip our fingers in that luscious goodness. I've always wondered why we don't just make the dough and fore go the whole baking thing.
Or do we do that and just don't tell anyone? Any closet dough munchers out there?
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