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What Henry and I did to wile away a Friday afternoon

There were two holiday activities that we got up to last year that I particularly enjoyed. One of them was the local "Polar Express" Holiday train that dispatched from a local town and traveled through junk yards and swampy low-lands to get to the North Pole where Santa, a bedraggled Frosty, and Rudolph boarded to give out little toys. It was pretty awesome. It was also apparently canceled this year, otherwise we'd be doing it again.

The other activity was a kid-oriented, gingerbread house decorating party a friend of mine hosted. We had a great time messing around with frosting and candy. Henry remembered it, too, because as soon as he spotted the gingerbread house kits in the grocery store, he was all "OOH! OOH! Can we do that again, Mom?" (Btw, it's weird that someone on this planet calls me "mom".) So I picked one up yesterday and today we spent our afternoon frosting and decorating and generally having a good time. I made some more frosting that we could easily color just to spice it up a bit. The end result:

Don't you wish you could move into it?

Comments

I would rather eat it!

I feel kinda warm & fuzzy... :) Maybe a Christmas tradition has been started.

Now what to do with the candy left over that didn't fit on the house...Hmmmm

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