My daughter is 3 years old and I showed her the cookie dough I made up. Then I found out what a horrible mother I am. She didn’t know what it was. She is SOO OO OO deprived. I’ve been so busy trying to feed her healthy foods she’s never going to know what life is really about. And as we all know, life is about making cookie dough when your parents have gone out for a night on the town and polishing off a double batch, washing the dishes and getting the younger children, riding a sugar high, to go to sleep all before the folks get home so they don’t know about it.
My four year old will have to deal with that – she could identify the stuff in 2 seconds flat.