“It’s a tradition!” This declaration was joyfully made by my favorite 10 year old. She was talking about our yearly gingerbread house creation.
This year she decided to shake things up a bit and went with a gingerbread village.
She and her brother patiently waited as each little piece was prepared.
Then it was time for the creating to begin!
In between finding excuses to eat the gumdrops and lick the spoon,
Noah spread snow all over his roof.
I think the village turned out great!
So grateful for traditions!
I thought about the sticky frosting that works like glue to hold this little gingerbread creation together.
Traditions are kind of like that–glue that keeps a family together.
What are some of your traditions?