Willie Wonka would be proud of our little gingerbread house. While we were down in Georgia for Thanksgiving, Grandma Barb bought this for the girls. It is a great little pre-fab gingerbread house....comes all put together so you don't have to mess around with the mixing, cutting, baking and constructing. Because all the kids really want to do is put the decorations on, and sample the frosting and candies. So this is how we spent last Saturday night while Mike was playing cards with the neighbor guys. As you can see Rowdy was ever present just incase we got careless and dropped anything on the floor...he was ready and willing to clean it up. He is such a helpful dog...ya never know how much food your kids spill on the ground til the dog is not around. I found this out while visiting my parents. I also found out that cats do not eat cheerios from under the table.
Oh yes we have a gingerbread story too. On Monday the girls and I had some errands to run. When we returned home we found that one of the gumdrops had fallen from the gingerbread house and dropped down on Santa. Santa was in 3 or 4 pieces. So my detective children come up with theorys of their own. Megan said "maybe we left the door unlocked and someone came in and did it" while Paige blamed the dogs. I told them it was simple....good ol gravity strikes again. We got out the frosting and repaired the damage...even frosted Santa back together again...he was luckier than Humpty Dumpty I guess.
Hope you are all having ho-ho holidays!