Somewhere between Christmas dinner and leftovers; between Wii bowling and football games; between opening gifts and snoozing, our family made "gingerbread houses" on Christmas Day. We didn't use real gingerbread, but graham crackers. And more candy than a neighborhood during Halloween.
The big and little cousins had a marvelous time ... at least it sounded and looked like it. Katie and Ryan continued working on theirs after the families left for the evening. I had to shoo them to bed around 11:00.
Here are the pictures:
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