Saturday night was our first annual gingerbread house making contest. A contest because Caca insisted it be.
There was a lot of talkin' crap. Zach and Erica proudly exclaimed they were making their houses organically (sans glue gun), right around 5 minutes later both of their houses collapsed under their faulty plan and too much frosting.
Everyone took the house construction very seriously, Sween was mainly a rover, helping us all out with eating our candies off our houses, or "ginger houses" as she preferred to call them.
In the end, Chris & Alex won. They created a double level mansion complete with peppermint steps and a roof chair for Santa. Chris used up all the peppermints, with no apologies.
I found these 3 angels in my living room.
Trying out my new camera.
These are Erica's black boots. She all but sleeps in them.
I suggested we sing Christmas carols around the piano and received a chorus of groans. We played Catchphrase instead, the boys handed our asses to us.
Hope everyone is enjoying the crowded malls and Tiger Woods updates. Happy Holidays