Now to back up a minute, I have a ridiculous reason for wanting to make a gingerbread house. When I was 18 my future in laws did not really like me. They did like my future brother in law's girlfriend at the time, a LOT! This drove me crazy because she was probably the person I liked the least at that time and I LOVE to be the favorite. So that Christmas, the girl made a gingerbread house at school and instead of taking it home and giving it to her mother... she gives it to my future mother in law who absolutely raves about it. This also drives me crazy and I have wanted to make one ever since. Keep in mind, I have a great relationship with my in laws now, we're very close. And nobody keeps up with that girl at all. There is absolutely no reason for me to continue to think about this... and yet... I just bought a gingerbread house. That's not the ONLY reason I bought it. I also thought it would be fun to do with my kids.
One child- 14 year old boy- flat out refused to help. But he reconsidered when I got really sad. Then as we got started, I told my daughter about the girl with the gingerbread house 22 years ago. My daughter called me out for a goofball. Next glitch, none of us are crafty. We get icing/glue everywhere. Our house is slanted to the side. The roof doesn't really meet at the top. One side of the roof is upside down. We decorate both sides of the roof differently. Her side has a lovely pattern, mine has all the candy I could fit on it. My daughter is hilarious and jokes sarcastically about the whole building process. My son stays in the kitchen with us encouraging us by saying, "It's your first one. Maybe they will get better if you keep doing them every year." I just laugh and laugh and laugh enjoying the time with my kids. It didn't turn out great. But we declared it a success and it is displayed in the kitchen. :-)
Then we watched a Christmas movie and then an episode of Parenthood. Then I went to bed and thanked God for my wonderful life.
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