There’s a saying that goes something along the lines of, “If you do something three times, it becomes a habit.” Well, apparently in our family, doing something twice makes it a “tradition.”
Therefore, I bring you the Great Gingerbread-House-Building of 2008 in all it’s blog-worthy glory.
Now, before you get all impressed and start the super-mom comparisons, let me assure you: I do NOT bake my own gingerbread house. I do not make the frosting. I do not purchase the candy or sketch designs or any of those things. I am smart. I buy a KIT. I learned my lesson after the Great Gingerbread-House-Building-Debaucle of 2006, otherwise known as “The Gingerbread House that Wasn’t.”
We began by grading the site and gathering all our building materials.
We made sure the foundation was level and flat, and then began framing.
With the walls securely in place, it was time to add the roof.
Next we added some unique architectural details to the facade.
After that, we added shingles and decorated the roof.
At that point, we had worked the maximum time allowed by union regulations, not to mention the town’s noise ordinance, so we were forced to quit for the day. We resumed the next day, right where we left off. Our first order of business was installing the windows and making sure they were hung and sealed properly.
We finished by pouring the flatwork, planting the upgraded landscaping package, and completing the final walk-through before move-in.
The proud architectural and building team posed for pictures at the dedication ceremony.
Our little gingerbread people couldn’t have been happier with their new house. I hear they’ve already been busy hanging pictures and putting dishes in their cupboards.
I wonder how that post would be different if you had married a CPA?
You done good.
I am impressed. We were going to make the WT version gingerbread house complete with towing gear and tires on the roof, but we ran out of gas before beginning the operation. After the turkey centerpeice and turkey place cards, the kids were running from me yellling- “no more projects!”
We tried that kit at my Sisters house a few years ago. Being the closet (shhhh no one knows and I keep up a good front by being messy) OCD/anal retentive Mom that I am, I couldn’t bring myself to let the kids do it unassisted. After about an hour of my telling them what to do and how to do it, they walked away one by one shaking their heads that once again, Mom the “taker-over” struck again!
Maybe I should just get two kits, one for them and one for me and let the candy fall where it may?
Looks great guys, you ALL did a super job!!
love, Mrs. Scooby