Flour Child

Isn't that picture perfect- sweet little girl, cookie cutter in hand, apron tied neatly around neck and waist, helping grammy make Christmas cookies. And it was, to be sure, but if you think the memory ends there, you haven't met my Ruby. It's a good thing I love a little personality and spunk, even if it means a mess- that's where all the fun is! So, if a little flour on the cheeks gets a smile.....
Then the recipe calls for a little more.....
Until the whole room is in an uproar and what was left of the picturesque little girl now looks like someone out of national geographic magazine, a tribal ritual of some sort!