Adults and children converged upon the kitchen
table—and two gingerbread houses, previously constructed by Aunt Bekah and Aunt
Emma. Multi-colored candies awaited their purpose in clear glass dishes, while
children awaited their signal to begin. Grandma worked quickly to squeeze rows
of gooey white frosting on rooftops to create a sheathing for confectionary
shingles. Then children grabbed communion-wafer-like discs to decorate in a
mix-match pattern across the gable roof. Chewy gumdrops and candy beads left
glass dishes and found their way into toddler’s hands—but more landed in their
mouths than on the house. Uncles painted clothes on gingerbread men and drew
faces with smiles to match the grandchildren’s. Little ones climbed on the
table and reached over the gingerbread house to snag more candy, while Grandma
prayed the icing mortar was strong enough to prevent a collapse. Aunt Tara
snapped photos as fast as she could to keep pace with the flurry of activity
and hopefully capture the perfect shot for the front of Grandma’s card. 
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Wednesday, December 23, 2015
Perfection, Sweeter than Gingerbread
By Desiree Glass (aka Grandma)
Adults and children converged upon the kitchen
table—and two gingerbread houses, previously constructed by Aunt Bekah and Aunt
Emma. Multi-colored candies awaited their purpose in clear glass dishes, while
children awaited their signal to begin. Grandma worked quickly to squeeze rows
of gooey white frosting on rooftops to create a sheathing for confectionary
shingles. Then children grabbed communion-wafer-like discs to decorate in a
mix-match pattern across the gable roof. Chewy gumdrops and candy beads left
glass dishes and found their way into toddler’s hands—but more landed in their
mouths than on the house. Uncles painted clothes on gingerbread men and drew
faces with smiles to match the grandchildren’s. Little ones climbed on the
table and reached over the gingerbread house to snag more candy, while Grandma
prayed the icing mortar was strong enough to prevent a collapse. Aunt Tara
snapped photos as fast as she could to keep pace with the flurry of activity
and hopefully capture the perfect shot for the front of Grandma’s card.
Adults and children converged upon the kitchen
table—and two gingerbread houses, previously constructed by Aunt Bekah and Aunt
Emma. Multi-colored candies awaited their purpose in clear glass dishes, while
children awaited their signal to begin. Grandma worked quickly to squeeze rows
of gooey white frosting on rooftops to create a sheathing for confectionary
shingles. Then children grabbed communion-wafer-like discs to decorate in a
mix-match pattern across the gable roof. Chewy gumdrops and candy beads left
glass dishes and found their way into toddler’s hands—but more landed in their
mouths than on the house. Uncles painted clothes on gingerbread men and drew
faces with smiles to match the grandchildren’s. Little ones climbed on the
table and reached over the gingerbread house to snag more candy, while Grandma
prayed the icing mortar was strong enough to prevent a collapse. Aunt Tara
snapped photos as fast as she could to keep pace with the flurry of activity
and hopefully capture the perfect shot for the front of Grandma’s card. 
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