I was in the kitchen baking sugar cookies with my two grandkids and I watched as they thought they were sneaking pieces of the dough, the sounds they made as they ate it told on them. When I asked what are you doing one of them placed their fingers on my cheek as if to say, It's ok with a smile and it was.
Tiny Little Fingers
Tiny little fingers reach to help, Cut the shape of cookies, To place in the tin upon the shelf.
Tiny little fingers, pick up the dough, And place it in their mouth, Where all tasty things should go.
Tiny little fingers, placed upon your face, As they share that special smile, Which sends your heart in a race.
Tiny little fingers will one day be gone, But you’ll remember those happy times, As you baked and sang a song.
Tiny little fingers will one day be, Big and strong and just as helpful, Still in your kitchen, wait and see.
They may have tiny little fingers but so much like their Nanny they have big hearts and all the love in the world to share with no price tags attached. This is one of you best children's poems dear Cuz and I could soooo see Shelby and Freddy doing this with you.
Oh, that is what makes holidays that much more fun. I have done that many times with my children and we would spend more time playing and laughing than getting the job done. However, it was always worth while....
This is a heartwarming Christmas poem or for any time,because it's always in my memory when my own children and grandkids did the same with me! Thanks for sharing Rose! A blessed Merry Christmas to you and yours!
Precious, Rose, this write of a proud Gramma. :) Good thing is, you can load them up with Christmas candies and treats, then return them to their parents. :) *hee hee* Love this one.
A lovely piece, Rose, and a wonderful Christmas memory for me of a time long ago when I 'helped' my grandmother make those scrumptious Christmas cookies, too!
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This is beautiful.
Big smiles--RaeLynn
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