What up, what up homies? As promised, here are a few photos (courtesy of Mom) proving the existence of the afore-mentioned gingerbread house. Tiff came through like a champ, and it turned out beautifully.
The holidays came, we celebrated them, but mostly we got ourselves unpacked. We're liking Nevada, except that it is pretty far to the West. The drive time is considerable. Now I know what it was like for those people at American Hotel who commuted from Kenosha. The area we live in, though, is peaceful (on the days we don't let the boys outside), and we love the views.
I'm back to grading papers. More to come.
Josh considers the fine craftsmanship that went into
the roof.
2 comments:
I'm disappointed. that's way too peaceful a gingerbread dismantling. Where's the crying? The carnage? Don't you believe in keeping family traditionas alive????
Not so! What you didn't see from the photos was Josh launching Zach into the air to come down with an elbow, while Josh simultaneously delivered a ridge hand just above the windows. It's what got the roof off.
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