Gingerbread House

Today begins the week of cooking and baking and decorating. Also known as the week-that-everything-that-could-go-wrong-will. So, in keeping with the theme, today Landon and I made a Gingerbread house (from a kit) and Collin feel and gouged his head so deep that blood streamed down the wound onto his face for a full 10 minutes. I could not get that bleeding to stop. It didn't help matters that Collin wouldn't hold still, just kept flinging his head around and slinging blood everywhere. And of course, when I asked Landon to bring me the phone, he asked if I needed to call a medic (he is his fathers son).

No pictures of the massacre, but here are some of the very cute house.