I have decided that I am officially a genius. I never eat the graham crackers on my gingerbread houses. So why do I struggle with getting a strong foundation with frosting? No longer. This year I pulled out the big guns or should I say glue gun. I mean, am I right?! These gingerbread houses were rocks!
The crew and supplies are assembled. Let's do this!
She munched on graham crackers though the night.
It took him a while to get the idea. Don't eat candy (yet) and put on roof. He really took to it after a while.
As you can see.
Here's my gorgeous British home. Tall and thin. Like me *wink*...not really...
In Aaron fashion - his outhouse. Improved upon from several years prior. I'm so proud.
My sweet little girl.
The crew.
Still munching away. She loves a good graham cracker.
The finished products.
I love that he stuck his knife into his house and then frosted and decorated it.
He had a great time. We all did.
Sweet little baby.
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