Colored ice cream cones
The best part about a gingerbread house for those of us who don’t really care all that much for gingerbread flavored anything is the candy and the creativity. But, really, mostly the candy.
On Saturday, The Boy had a classmate’s birthday party to attend. This is a classmate that he really adores and who loves how caring The Boy is with her but, for some reason he did not want to attend her party. In the car a few days before the party, he whined about how he did not want to attend. That’s right, whined…as if I was forcing him to go have fun.
Him: Mom, I don’t want to go to Gloria’s party.
Me: Why not? Gloria is your friend.
Him: I know but, I don’t like princess parties.
Me: She is not having a princess party. You guys are going to build gingerbread houses and have cotton candy.
Him: Really. Okay, then I’ll go. (As if doing me a favor.)
We arrived at the party after the festivities had already begun. There were about 20 kids, at least, and they had taken over the living room and dining room. Tables were covered with plastic and plastic covered the carpeted floor. This was truly a gingerbread house party. Only the houses were not made of gingerbread. The parents had ordered little cardboard-esque houses from Oriental Trading Company, a vat of premade icing from a bakery, and enough candy, crackers, cookies to delight far more than the 20+ kids in attendance.
There was so much. I have a terrible sweet tooth and it took everything in me to not overindulge.
Her: Are you having fun?
Him: Yes. (Half-hearted response. He couldn’t focus on anything except all that candy.)
Her: Can I help with your house?
Me: Sure, go ahead. (What? He didn’t answer.)
Her: See, you are having a good time and, you didn’t even want to come.
I could have died. I have got to work with him because why did he need to tell her he didn’t want to come? Thank her for the invitation and politely decline if you must. “Sorry I can’t come.” Not, “I’m not coming because I don’t want to.”
I am not sure about his little personality sometimes. One day he is going to miss out on something grand. Then, maybe, he will learn his lesson.
After several hours of fun, snacks, cotton candy, and lots and lots of candy on the house and eaten, The Boy left with icing in his hair and eyelashes (they are long but, I don’t know how that happened.) He was glad to have gone and left hyped on sugar yelling, “Bye Coconut” to all of his friends. Of course, they all replied, “Bye Coconut” or “See you later, Coconut.” And no more than ten minutes into the drive home, he crashed.
This Gingerbread House Party was a spectacular holiday birthday idea and a great way to spend our Saturday afternoon.
Kudos to mom and dad for a wonderful birthday celebration. These children, nowadays, are so blessed to have such creative and giving parents. I have been to so many wonderful birthday parties since the start of The Boy’s new school (seems October/November were some busy months). This was the first December birthday party invite that we received. I always think that December babies get the short end of the stick because their parties can sometimes get lost in the shuffle of Christmas preparations. But, this was the perfect December birthday party that fit right in with the holiday festivities.
This was the perfect kick in the butt needed to get me moving toward Christmas. and we are loving picking the candy off of the house at a rate of 4 or 5 times a day.
“Mom, can I have something off of my house?”
The best thing about gingerbread house making really is eating the candy.
Colored ice cream cones
and so much more
- 27 Gingerbread House Designs – From Sci-Fi Edible Abodes to Edible Presidential Gingerbread Houses (TrendHunter.com) (trendhunter.com)
- Gingerbread House Party (mamarosemary.com)