If you let them, traditions can be like welcome sighs in the midst of chaos. This year, our daughter, Nora, didn’t get home for her college break until four days before Christmas. The house was already decorated, the gifts were wrapped, the cookies baked (mostly). For her whole life she’s been an integral part of the preparations…until this year. I had put our gingerbread house tradition in the back of my mind, thinking that we probably wouldn’t have time to make the houses we’ve been making since she was six years old. But her assumption was that we would, and I didn’t hesitate to run out two days ago and by the boxes and candy supplies. Since we’ve been doing it for so long, I wasn’t rushed or worried about how they would turn out. The creation is the thing. It’s always fun, no matter the results. We were happy to include a couple of her friends, as we often do. The five of us (including Bengal) spent a happy Wednesday evening deep in sticky, candy bliss.
Thank you for all that you’ve shared with me this year. Your comments always delight me, and I treasure your kindness. Hope you find many moments of bliss–not just in this busy season, but in the whole year through.
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Thank you for sharing the enchanting gingerbread house village, Laura! Merry Christmas and a Joyous New Year to you and all your loved ones.
Those are amazing! I always wanted to do gingerbread houses, but we never did. Happy Christmas, Laura, to you & your fam! : )
Those look amazing–and are they made of graham crackers, rather than gingerbread? Yum!
Wow – this is incredible! I’m thrilled you were able to keep this tradition.
Gorgeous gingerbread houses! Happy new year to you and yours!