This year I decided to start a new tradition: building gingerbread houses with the cousins. To be honest, I took the shortcut way, and it was actually graham cracker houses, glued to a box of some sort with frosting. However, I do aspire to the making of real ginger bread with which to make real gingerbread houses, but in the meantime, this was really fun too.
We had a pretty good spread of candy thanks to Nana and Papa. They were nicer than I was and dropped off yummy candy for the kids to use. I went to Dollar Tree and bought candy no one would want to eat, with the hope of keeping the kids from eating too much junk. Peppermints anyone? (Does anyone actually like those little peppermint hard candies?)
The kids got right to work creating their masterpieces. We soon realized that these gingerbread houses were not even graham cracker houses, but simply frosting houses. The kids were slathering on gobs of the white goo until I was unsure if they would ever dry.
Each house was very different and each cousin came up with their own stylistic elements. I really liked James marshmallow chimney.
William's favorite part was definitely the eating of the candy. I don't think he'd ever been that close to so much candy. He took full advantage of the situation.
I took a photo of each cousin with their finished masterpiece. I have fond hopes of a slew of these pictures in the years to come.
Cora also did a gingerbread manger scene. Check out the graham cracker manger she and her mommy made. Look closely and you will even see a baby Jesus.
James took the longest on his house. He kept adding and adding to it. He made the marshmallow walls for protection. If someone crashed into them, they would just bounce right off.
And here is the real masterpiece of the night. A picture of all 6 cousins together, even the babies. Merry Christmas from the cousins!