I may not be a child psychologist; but I am a momma, a big sister and a former kid myself, and I'm telling you, there is something instinctive about finger cookies. Grandma sent out a box of Salerno butter cookies in Z's Easter goodies, and when we pulled out a cookie for Z's dessert, he had it stuck on his finger and thrust into the air faster than Poppa could set the example. Next we have to pull out a can of black olives--because what kid hasn't had olives tipping all ten of their fingers at least once in their life?
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