I decided I’d make one of those gingerbread house kits this weekend.
We do an annual gingerbread house decorating day every December, although I generally leave the decorating to the kids, while I focus on feeding empty bellies.
This year I figured I’d join in the fun, visions of a masterpiece that would elicit ‘ooooohs and ahhhhhs’ from all, dancing in my head.
Turns out giggles and encouraging “It looks cute mom… just add a little more icing and no one will notice the gaps and crooked walls…” was what I actually got.
Oh well, maybe next year.