Ah . . . Holiday Traditions

While on my daily shopping trip to WalMart, which I intend to only go in for that one item but come out with two baskets fun of junk, today was no exception. Heading down the aisle of Christmas fun I notice a "make it yourself" gingerbread house.

Fun! Fun! Fun! I think to myself. Cooper would have such a good time and this could be the start of a family tradition that we do each year. We could build memories of sharing in something together, laughing, listening to Christmas music and admiring what we did as a team. I could picture this all in my head with just that one look at this box of make it take it. I had to have it! $9.99 later, plus my two baskets full of "junk" I head back to the house.

I cannot wait for Brian to get home to show him my GREAT new idea for the evening and the bond we will experience in this holiday season. Cooper had his eye on the package since morning so he is more than ready to begin his project.

I send the boys to play and get everything set up in the kitchen. I want everything to be perfect and laid out accordingly so once the boys arrive all will go to plan. I have each different candy in their appropriate bowl. Each side of the house is carefully laid out in order of construction. The mixing bowl and frosting is ready to be mixed. I read and reread three more times the instruction on how to make the frosting. 5 cups of water and the package. Mix until thickened. It is time to summon the crew.

Wide eyed Cooper is excited to say the least and is eager to get started. I reread the instruction one more time and mix 5 cups of water to the powder and begin mixing. Um . . . it seems watery? What is wrong? Where are those directions? Read, Read, AAHHH! Not 5 cups of water. 5 Tablespoons. I am an idiot. The whole project is ruined.

Brian tries to save the day and mixes in a bag of flour to thicken it just a little and the house stays up for about a second. Cooper did enjoy putting the candy on the cookies that were provided but all in all it was a disaster.

I hate cooking. I can't even mix frosting, even if all you have to add is water. Now behold our first Lusty Gingerbread House. Made with loving hands.