Wednesday, December 24, 2008
A Family Tradition
In my house growing up, we always made gingerbread houses every Christmas Holiday Season. I've slacked on continuing that tradition with my own kids a bit. But this year, my parents are living in Salt Lake as they serve a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (serving in the Church's welfare department). So they had all of their kids and grandkids living here in Utah come to their apartment for dinner and to build gingerbread houses. The apartment was full of 12 grandkids (not even half of the grandkids they actually have) and adults, and love, and laughter. Thanks, Grannie and Papa!
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What a fun family tradition! I can imagine their apartment bursting at the seams. It looks like the gingerbread houses kept them pretty occupied.
Hey-- I remember doing those at your house quite a few times. What a fun tradition. And what a nice mom you have. The prospect of that frosting that turns hard-as-a-rock all over my kitchen will probably preclude my kiddos from ever making gingerbread houses here! (It's funny how your perspective changes once you are the one cleaning it all up!)
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