Gingerbread Houses

I was convinced making gingerbread house was rather complicated than simply by seeing all the cutting and glueing. Seemed to me it was kind of a labor intensive work. But the Lambs, especially Katie, had, indeed, proven me wrong. We went over to their house, pretty ready to put in hard work and all the saved up energy we had into building the sweet little house. On the kitchen table, there were already gingerbread roofs, walls, snowy cement icing, and other sweet goodies laying peacefully waiting for us to work our magic. Katie was being a great mama and made everything easy for us two and her children, Cammy and Penny.

So quiet we were. The girls were in charge of their own house and so did we. I tried so hard not to pop any more goodies into my mouth after licking tons and tons of the icing. I was just trying to save myself from getting chocolate coma after the work was done. The girls, on the other hand, had put loads of mini Christmas M&M on to the roof of their house, also to their mouths and on each and everyone of Mr. Gingerbread men. Both of the houses of ours also made too many chimneys on the roofs more than we necessary needed as if Thailand was freezing cold. I guess the coldness merely forgot that December was the month they should had been working.

Nevertheless, we were truly and purely happy with the result after three hours had passed. I absolutely ADORED ADORED ADORED the time we had. It was absolutely the lovely one! If I could, I would just jump and try to hug each and everyone of this family all at once for being so lovely and truly honest. But I did not want to creep them out and tried so hard to calm myself down. Precious people are hard to find, but in our lives, I think we are too lucky cause seemingly, having great people around is starting to become our everyday coincidence. And I am loving that. Thank you Jesus-Candice

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