Gingerbread houses

I apologize to those of you who are trying to rid themselves of the Christmas holiday, but I am just now getting around to downloading my December photos onto my awesome new computer, so I decided to share gingerbread creations with you anyways.

And so this is our second year of getting together with my Mom and sisters and baking. I don't particularly like baking, but I feel like its one of those things that every good super mom not only knows how to do, but ENJOYS doing it. And since I am in an epic battle to become one of those super moms, one day in December, I get out the red and green sprinkles and the frosting and the sugar and we bake for a day straight. What ever we don't get done on that particular day, I can gurantee it won't get done on any other day, because I HATE SPRINKLES IN GROUT! I am still trying to get it swept up, I keep finding it, and I have swept and mopped atleast four times since. The worst is the little tiny rainbow ball sprinkles. They stick to socks, they leave little died spots in your white grout. I hate it. But the kids, of course, love sprinkles, as you can see from these awesome sugar cookies, and so, I digress for one day. They can dump sprinkles to their hearts content. And then that's it.


As you can see from the photo, there are lots of little reasons why the sprinkles end up in the grout, but the main reason is always the child that is closest to age two, and this year it was my sweet neice Dallie. Dallie was LOVIN life being able to decorate cookies and graham cracker houses to her hearts content. But you can also see half of a container of frosting on her shirt and a variety of candies scattered around her. Dallie decorates with flair and she had a blast.


Cameron on the other hand, is quite particular and wants to be older than five. So, when my 15 year old sister decorated hers in all pink and white candies and it looked half professional, Cameron decided she didn't like her own house. Oh the drama. After all, she's just a hormonal, over dramatic teenager trapped in a five year old's body.


And then there is sweet, sweet Tucker. Who is just happy to do anything. In an effort to make this activity a little more boy friendly, Grandma Mary helped him decorate his house in Boise State colors.

And check out the amount of sprinkles the kid is laying on that poor cookie. Yeah, Matt was loving having to politely choke that one down. I'm pretty sure he's going to need a root canal after crunching on all that sugar! "Do you love it Daddy? Is it delicious?"


And of course Brody was laying low this year, but I had to share just how cute he is. Can you even stand it? I would think he was cute even if he wasn't my own, and I hardly ever think other people's babies are cute. Just sayin'