We went up to Temple Square on a cold night last week and enjoyed all the Christmas lights and a bit of choir music. Always a fun place to go for Christmas.
Last night we made gingerbread houses. You can look at the houses below and guess which one is who’s. My husband, Peter, my grandma and I all made one.
Okay Peter’s was pretty easy. Mine is the one with a mulched landscape. I cared more about my landscape then the actual house, and I think I’m the only one ever who put “organic mulch” down around a gingerbread house. Joe’s is the most architecturally interesting and detailed. His took a while, but turned out awesome. (He’s quite a good artist.) Grandma struggled a bit with hers, but it turned out pretty cool. It was a fun activity to do together.
So there is still lots of packing to do. I really haven’t started and I’m moving in less than 3 weeks. I’m excited. But I really need to start packing.





That’s hilarious: I did know all of them without you having to tell me. Peter’s is funny because it’s a couple of graham crackers on tinfoil. Yours has a landscape. That made me laugh. Joe’s is artistic, with those icicles and large roof. Grandma’s actually looks like the house she lives in, with a sixties-vibe.
No. You are not moving, Liz. I refuse to believe it. Ick. Not happy.
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I also nailed it, but didn’t notice the “mulch” till you mentioned it and then it made me laugh. Thanks for your help today. The dresses looked so cute on their hangers when I got home.
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Beautiful! Fun!
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