future architects of america

As part of our annual holiday tradition, the Smith's came over to decorate gingerbread houses. Or I should say the kids came over to decorate gingerbread houses and the adults came to deal candy and drink (high quality) beer and red wine.

Ange is the mom who can do it all.  Every year she makes the houses the night before out of graham crackers and frosting that has some cream of tartar added for hardening.  (Last year Matt inadvertently put the just-purchased beer on the top of the covered up houses in the back of their car right before they came to our house and crushed them all.  This is when the intersection of drinking effects the kids' fun.)

These kids are not new to this.  They got right to work.

Beckett's house with his tell-tale finger swipe down the side of the roof.

Ange took care of the houses and I made dinner.  Seems like a very fair trade to me.  I'm not so good with house construction.

For dessert?  Gingerbread houses.  Do you remember making these as a kid and all you wanted to do was eat them??? 



Favorite pic- no face can be seen.  Only a bent head.

 Beckett definitely didn't eat any of the gingerbread houses.

 Definitely not.