My father-in-law and his wife always get my kids gingerbread kits to put together each year. The kids absolutely love this little tradition.
I stink at putting the house together with the frosting. So this year I did something different.
I, um, hot glued the house together. It’s not like we eat the house part of the gingerbread. I, personally don’t eat any of the gingerbread. Not a good taste if you ask me. I thought my kids didn’t like it either. More to come on that shortly.
So here it is. The clean slate. All hot-glued together and ready to be prettified.
Do you see the plate that has the 3 pieces of gingerbread?
That was Connor’s job. Didn’t he do great?
We finished this project with 2 pieces of gingerbread.
The snowman is MIA. Connor went MIA about the same time.
I think not.
The kids’ gingerbread house turned out…
like an 8-year-old, a 6-year-old, a 5-year-old, and a 2-year-old decorated it.
It has been moved to higher ground to keep a few of them from eating it.