My sister is in town and we thought, "Let's buy one of those pre-fabbed gingerbread houses to decorate. How difficult can that be?"
I think you can guess where this is going...
It didn't help that Emily and I carry the gene of impatience as we didn't bother reading any instructions.
Between the two of us, Emily and I carry college and post-graduate degrees...clearly none of which were in engineering. Or good judgement.
The walls wouldn't stick, the roof collapsed, and icing was EVERYWHERE. The kids basically gave up on us, threw a few candy pieces our way and took off.
Even the gingerbread men look zombie-ish and disgusted by our work.
Hello, holidays!