Puffy white icing,
golden brown cookie and, 3 shiny
M&M buttons a beautiful decoration for the tree.
It proved to be too tempting for Ty.
7:00 pm Ty: Mells Good. (Deep smell with nose pressed against the gingerbread man)
Mom: Leave it alone, it's to decorate the tree for Christmas.
7:01 pm Ty: No! Mells Good.
7:03 pm Mom: Don't eat it. We will eat them after christmas.
7:03:23 pm TY: Tay, ty mell it. Mell, good.
7:06 pm Ty: Pitty canny, geen off. (pops it in his mouth) Ummm, good.
7:10 pm Ty:
Go away Mom. (As he turns his back to me)
7:10:55 pm Ty: (Scowls at me points his finger at me) Quuuuuuu (a gun type of noise.)
7:11 pm Mom: Ok, Barbara. (My Grandma with alzheimers always did this)
7:11:30 pm Ty: Not, Baba (As he his licking his gingerbread man)
7:14 pm Tylen emerges with a colored nose looking quite guilty. Baylen and I are giggling so hard that he knows there is no getting into trouble.
The gingerbread man was saved by bedtime but looked a little nibbled
The next morning it started as soon as he woke up. In about 1 hour he tried in his sneaky two year old way to devour the
gingerbread man.
The rest of the
gingerbread people then had to take refuge at the top of the tree where they couldn't be reached by standing on a chair. All in all he
ate most of them after
christmas. Ah, all in fun I guess.
The crisp air biting at your cheeks is a huge detourant for most adults. As for kids it is just an added bonus to a great day in the snow.
