This year, I decided to try my hand at making a gingerbread house from scratch. Carter helped with making the gingerbread and with decorating the house.
At first, Carter didn't understand that we were making a three-dimensional house. We decorated the pieces before I started to assemble the structure, and he kept referring to each piece as either being "my house" or "your house".
When I got the four sides up, he seemed pretty disinterested. And a little miffed that I was using "his" house pieces.
But when I put the roof on, he got it. He exclaimed, "Thank you! Thank you, Mama! Thank you for my house!"
At first, Carter didn't understand that we were making a three-dimensional house. We decorated the pieces before I started to assemble the structure, and he kept referring to each piece as either being "my house" or "your house".
When I got the four sides up, he seemed pretty disinterested. And a little miffed that I was using "his" house pieces.
But when I put the roof on, he got it. He exclaimed, "Thank you! Thank you, Mama! Thank you for my house!"
Here he is with the final product. I can't believe it's still standing!
6 comments:
Adorable!!! Great job! Will you eat it eventually or is it just for show?
we're gonna eat it! that house has the best mortar/caulk i've ever tasted...
yummy! what a great tradition!
Although it will say Michael, this is Susan;
Robert and John made graham-cracker gingerbread houses at a party a few years ago. One of them got left in the car overnight. I was unaware of this until the next morning on the way to school, when I heard a sudden wail from the backseat: "MOM!!! Lizzy's eating my HOUSE!!!"
I hope Carter enjoys his as much as Elizabeth did!
How fun!! Wish I had been there to help. Looks great and sounds like it tastes great as well.
Love.Mom
And thus, a life-long interest in architecture is born? Or edible structures. One or the other!
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