Crumbled Gingerbread...

Remember the Purple Pansy Club, Meg?

 

Mother's new fire pit and "kum-by-ya" area... 

And what fire is good without "sit-upons"? I can't believe Meg was ever a girl scout.  Girl Scouts has a lot to do with nature.

Every year we decorate gingerbread houses over Thanksgiving break.  I'm normally the designated decorator.  Recently we've made it into a competition: boys vs. girls

 Sadly, when we opened the boxes to set up our pre-made house,

they were BOTH crumbled.  Thanks, walmart.  

Hopefully mother has gone back to the source and demanded new ones.

The girls are ready for a challenge...