Last year, my Mom gave Felix a gingerbread house kit, and it kept him occupied for two hours, while he painstakingly directed me where to pipe icing, so he could place each of the hundreds of candies.
This year, she gave him another one, and we got to have her over to help with the decoration. With minimal stylistic guidance, and a little assist with the cutting of the walkway bricks and roof shingles, Felix has executed another masterpiece. Continue reading
It’s the same recipe we made last year. My boy is an “ain’t broke, don’t fix it” kind of child.