Spinkles with Cookies

Let me tell you about Olivia. She is a beautiful little girl; she has big, brown eyes, and beautiful black curls that hang across her forehead in perfect ringlets. She has big hands and long feet that she loves to paint the nails of. She doesn't talk when you first meet her--she just stares up at you with her big, chocolate eyes, but after she gets you used to you she talks...and talks...and talks but has the prettiest voice. She loves baking with me and Grammy. She can take a sugar cookie and glop a big scoop of icing on top of the it and then scrape and slide the knife across the top until she pulls most the icing off the side of the cookie. The frosting is almost so thin you can see the cookie through the icing. Sprinkles are her favorite. She loves the bright, colorful ones and the little shaped ones too. She'll take a handful of them and meticulously drop them on the cookie until you can't see the frosting or the cookie through all the sprinkles.It's almost more sprinkles than cookie. Of course, she'll have a few stuck to her fingers, so she'll lick them off her long, delicate fingers, and without washing the shining spittle off her hands, she'll grab another cookie--leaving a little piece of her beautiful self on each one.