Who knew that boys in their early teens were still interested in gingerbread houses? A mama can hope, but these days, that hope gets dashed at times by swings of emotion or apathy, and things don’t turn out quite the way I imagine they might.
But this was one of my favorite recent moments by far.
The boys were hanging out at the house when I had to make a dog food run to the grocery store. When I saw the gingerbread house kits, my heart sunk a little and I tried not to get my hopes up. (Which is a whole other blog) We’ve decorated them nearly every year, but I had a feeling they wouldn’t be interested this year. Especially while they had a friend over. I picked them up anyway, thinking that if they gave the thumbs down, I would share them with the neighbors.
When I walked in, I …