Every year around Christmas time, I make gingerbread cookies. I don't really like to eat them, but I love the smell of them. And James loves to eat them, so I look at it as a win-win.
Back in August, my sweet sister in law got me these awesome cookie cutters. Did I use them this year? Nope. Of course not. I also didn't make Christmas cookies. Better luck next year, y'all.
Instead of cookies, we did gingerbread houses. And I didn't even make the gingerbread. It's from CVS. The good news is that the boys didn't care, and they had a great time make their houses.
I put the icing on and let Cullen stick on the candies.
James made the chimney.