The day before Christmas Eve, Ben and I went to my mom’s house where we met my sister and nieces to decorate cookies for Santa.
Later that night we decorated our Gingerbread Man House. Every year we do this and every year I can’t remember why. The icing doesn’t really stick and you can’t even eat the darn thing.
Someone sneaking a bite of the candy.
The finished project. To a two year old, we created the freakin Taj Mahal. Go us.
