The Wednesday before Christmas, the four of us went to my aunt Susan’s house to decorate cookies. It’s something we do every year and the girls are old enough now to really love it.
On Christmas Eve, my parents had us over for dinner. I was feeling awful with a bad cold, and Camryn was too. She was coughing so much that Joe and my brother had to run out and get her some medicine before all the stores closed. While they was gone, I got out the gingerbread house kit that Jillia’s grandma had given them. They had a lot of fun, even though by the time we were finished the house was falling apart.
As soon as we finished our really….. interesting… gingerbread house, Joe and Wes got back with the medicine. My mom went to church for a Christmas Eve service, but I was feeling way too bad to go, so we consumed our gingerbread house and headed home to get ready for Santa Claus to come.