Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Cookies Cookies Cookies

Part III of the Back in Time while I'm at Trial Chronicles....


Cookies. Christmas is about Cookies. My Great Grandma Faison's Honey Cutout Cookies. I've blogged about them before. Here's a little bit about us making them....and the Dogs Who Watch in Hopes of a Crumb.... (Sadly I didn't get a photo of Daughter rolling them out - she rolled out ALL the cookies ALL by herself this year while I watched and put them in and out of the oven, talked to her and told her how Awesome she is. Truly she is....)



before we make cookies, I have to dig into the Bacon you bought for Christmas morning and eat some because I can't make cookies if I'm hungry...




Son thinks we didn't make enough....




Pssssst Hey Stinky Butt, I hate to tell you, but you have this funny Cone Thing on your head and I think you're distracting from our Cuteness Factor which is why they haven't tossed us a SINGLE morsel - can you please ditch that thing?!


5 comments:

JO said...

mmmmmmm Honey Cookies! Made 'em this year as well! The boyz in the barracks loved em!

JO said...

one other question, were they Pop's mom's cookies originally? Or were they Gram Reardons? Or did Grandma Faison come up with them? (I thought they were Grandma Faison's, but you are throwing me with "Great Grandma Faison".

Carol P. said...

Hey JO, our mother's 50th anniversary cook book lists them as Grandma (Laura) Faison. Presumably Dad would've spoken up if they were really Gram Riordan's...

And I am waiting for the moment when my charming ducklings can do the rolling and cutting (sugar cookies, not honey cookies). Right now they "help" if they can, but have a tendency to do their cutouts right in the middle which results in more rolling and a tougher cookie. J should be there soon. I hope.

Kathleen @ ForgingAhead said...

Oh my goodness but those cookies looks so yummy! And your puppy with the cone looks sad..

hulagirlatheart said...

Dogs Hoping For a Crumb--We have one of those. I thought he was going to break his neck diving for a chicken nuggest I dropped the other night.