Bread's rising and soup is simmering slow on the stove. The sun is shining now after a whopper of a storm came through this morning. It looks like we got at least 6 inches and right as I readied myself to head out to shovel, I look out the window, surprised and touched to see our neighbor Andy B. and his daughter Isabella out shoveling our driveway and walk. (I think he deserves a loaf of bread delivered, don't you?) The kids have declared today a pajama day and I think that sounds like a perfect plan.
I wanted to pop in for a moment and share a little bit of holiday merriment with you.
Our gingerbread (we cheat and use graham crackers) house making night was a grand success! Most years I'm busy on the sidelines cranking out batches of royal icing, too pooped to sit down and make my own own, but this year I decided to have some fun with the family. And we did have fun eating pizza, listening to the Nat King Cole Holiday station on Pandora, laughing together, encouraging and cheering each other on. I was just so pleased and delighted (even did a little happy jig around the kitchen with Isaac to celebrate.) with the way everyone's creations turned out.
Eliza's village storefront shops... darling
Emily's little Alpine ski chalet ...
Keith stayed up late after we all went to bed, finishing the construction (and ever-so-careful attention to detail that he is known for) of this awesome multi-level masterpiece.
Isaac's charming "log cabin in the woods"...