Sweet Home

I love miniature houses.  I don't have room for a Christmas village.  That's why I love to make gingerbread houses.  Do you remember these from last year?  It would have turned into the street I live on had it not been for my waning energy and patience. This year, with even less energy and time, I purchased a kit.  The kids enjoyed themselves immensely, and Mama got to remind herself that it doesn't have to look perfect.  Drips are charming.  Mistakes are memorable.  Ginger-people don't care about color balance.  Candy is a treat.  They can brush their teeth.