Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Confessions...


Okay, I have a confession: I do, on occasion, live vicariously through my child. I know, I know, this is a big No-No in all the psych books, but I figure that if I choose something that is entertaining for both myself and my daughter, then nobody can twist anything negative out of it. Or at least that is my defense.
My sister and I grew up in a mish-mash environment, and in all honesty did some rockin' things, but also there were times when I *wished* to do some normal kid-type things. One of them was to make a Gingerbread House. So...my daughter is now 7, and is at that age where the holidays still have magic, so I went out and bought the 8 dollar gingy kit at joanns (No, I did not Martha it and make the darn thing from scratch).
Here it is in all it's glory--Bella (said 7 YO) has announced that the eating of gingy will be done sporadically over the next two weeks. I agreed. This pic is pre-nibbles.

And let me just say, fun was had by all, and I hope that she won't be telling all her future therapists what an aaaawful mom I was for torturing her. ;)

5 comments:

Deabusamor said...

How the building of something both gorgeous *and* edible be considered an awful activity? She'll probably look back and wished you guys had made a bigger gingy house -- more to nibble on!

Terri said...

Holy yumminess--that is adorable and looks so good. I've never made gingerbread house. Well, a real one anyway--when I was a teacher at an after school center we made "gingerbread" houses with the kids out of graham crackers and ready made Betty Crocker icing and used rectangular boxes as the base. We jokingly called them the gingerbread tenements.

PamperingBeki said...

It looks fabulous!!

Lori Anderson Designs said...

The be-ribboned books rock!

argylewhale said...

Great job! The gingerbread man with the big green eyes is so cute!