Dec 13, 2010

The Death of the Gingerbread House

Today I did it.  I murdered my beautiful gingerbread house.

My husband has wanted me to do this for weeks (mostly because he bashed his house to bits directly after making it... I think it might be a guy thing) but I just couldn't bring myself to do it.  Adam kept bringing up the fact that at some point, I would have to say goodbye to my little creation; and tonight, he won me over.  He convinced me that since we will be going out of town soon, (it's going to be a Caribbean Christmas!) we should throw the house away because it will be pretty far past its prime by the time we get home.  It helped his case that garbage day is tomorrow.  So... I destroyed it.

It was so fun to make...


But when I got down to it... it was even more fun to unmake!

Merry Christmas everyone!


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