Where did the tradition of making gingerbread houses come from? Are they supposed to be tiny candy houses for Santa's elves to live in? What's the connection to Christmas?
Because, honestly, it makes me feel like the evil witch who tricked Hansel and Gretel with her candy house. (By the way, when I was a kid, I totally would have gone home with an evil witch if she promised me I could eat her candy house. To me, it's worth the risk.)
Despite my psychosis, we decided to make a gingerbread house with Maddox this year. Just so you know, I avoided making comments about any tiny witches living in the house and luring unsuspecting children to her sugared abode.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Diabetic Domicile
Remember Me?
Welcome to the blog that time forgot. Or maybe the blog that I forgot.
You wouldn't know it by looking at this blog, but our family actually did celebrate Christmas this year. In honor of our holiday celebrations, I would like to post these obnoxious pictures...
If Sophie had any self-respect, she would be humiliated. In fact, I'm a little embarrassed for her.
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