With glee I surrendered to the joy! My daughter-in-law made the walls and roofs for each of us to make a gingerbread house complete with bowls of various candies and gobs of delicious gluey frosting. Fingers make great paintbrushes and mortar applicators.
With gentle Christmas music in the background and delightful laughter at the table we cemented our aromatic ginger scented houses together applying as much of the candy that could be attached. Trees, sidewalks, snowman, one made a wishing well, another a sleigh with Santa, even chimneys appeared!
Upon completion of our wintery scenes one could imagine walking up the path to the door breaking off an icicle to eat…I felt joyful as childish laughter swelled up freely. My funny mess of house made me happy.