We made our first gingerbread house today. In my younger days, I actually baked the gingerbread, assembled the house and then bought candies to decorate it. Now that we actually have kids, that seemed like too much effort - so I went from "making it" to "making it possible." The kids didn't seem to notice the difference. Actually, I "made it possible" as I cursed at the runny icing while Connor and Kate slept peacefully. I'm sure they were dreaming about gingerbread. Ha!
Well - I hope this is the start of an annual tradition. Just maybe next year the twins will be awake for the occasion.
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