Igor saw a gingerbread house in a catalog the other day. His eyes grew wide with amazement and delight, then he asked if we could make a gingerbread house. I thought it looked like fun so I said YES! Little did I know what I was getting myself into.
I purchased a pre-baked house so we could get a feel for the size of the house and the amount of candy. I thought we could bake a second house closer to Christmas.
Before building the house Igor and Rob had decided that once it was decorated they would eat it. hmmmm..... I thought we could keep the house out as a Christmas decoration. In hindsight, this discussion was not necessary.
Igor mixed up the frosting to the consistency of toothpaste. Then we propped up the house with cans and started cementing the house together as described in the directions. It was much harder than I had anticipated. The frosting was more like fondant and it was very difficult to line up the house's edges just so. Finally we were able to get the foundation of the house up. We left the house to dry. A few minutes later we heard a crash. The gingerbread had fallen like a house of cards. The side of the house had cracked.
Igor said, let's not do this anymore mom. I suggested we decorate the house even though it was broken. Igor agreed. He loved putting on the candy.