We planned on making gingerbread houses right after we got home from our Thanksgiving trip. I knew we would be busy, but all the kids were looking forward to it and I thought it would be fun. One of Jason's favorite childhood holiday memories is going over to his Aunt Elaine's to build gingerbread houses with his cousins. She made dozens of them every year.
We told the kids we would build them "on Saturday," and then "next Friday." But something always got in the way- illnesses, football games, root canals, recitals, play-dates, shopping trips to Best Buy (Merry Christmas to us!!!) Our kids, especially Emily, would be disappointed at each postponement. I finally told her that I was trying to teach her "flexibility." I don't think she bought it and probably thought it wouldn't happen this year.
Finally, today, each of our kids made their own gingerbread house, just like at Aunt Elaine's. And I have the pictures to prove it! Each of them designed their personal house. I only assisted with adhesive application, which is hard for me because I tend to want to "Martha Stewart" it. By holding back, I was able to glimpse each one's amazing imagination. Our ledge between the kitchen and living room has a little village on it now. (At least it does until Bullet figures out how to get to it.)
We had a great time. I even think Emily agreed it was worth the wait.