last night we did our annual tradition of making gingerbread houses. every year i forget what a pain in the patootie it is to hold those sides + roof on there while waiting for the icing to get hard. and as usual, it was filled with crazy laughter, candy eating and piping icing straight into the littles + animals mouths.
after holding her house together 45 times, i finally gave up.
ravens eyes make me laugh, hard. she loved loved the icing.
yep, straight into the dogs mouth.
out for now
~kisses
