Reindeer Confession

Hubby and I ate reindeer when we were in Finland, July 2001. It tasted kinda gamey.

Reindeers and Gingerbreads

The preschool teachers invited the families in for a continental breakfast and to make gingerbread houses and gingerbread people. The parents were to help the kids make them. Each family got a kit for the house and one for the gingerbread man. I also had the baby with me...he is not pictured. I was too busy policing Son1 from eating all of the fruit loops, M&Ms, licorice, sugared gummies, and peppermint candies that were supposed to go on the house, that I didn't quite get a picture of the gingerbread house, either. I did manage a picture of him with a reindeer buddy.

The gingerbread man was almost ready for the cookie sheet. Something was missing. His face was complete, so were the buttons, and his mittens and shoes (made with candies). He needed knees, Son1 informed me. So he wadded up some licorice and gave the gingerbread man one knee. It was precious.