We have enough interest that the Peep Show will go on! It will be smaller than previous years, but that is okay. :)
All-O-ver, Ol-i-vore . . . we're learning that Oliver's name has some fun mispronunciations.
Also, ask him what is name is and this is what you'll hear: "My name is Oli . . . Oli . . . Oliv . . . Oli . . . I don't know."
Here I am at SFO. Again. What should have been a 40 minute layover has turned into a 5 hour layover with merely a possibility of getting on the red-eye at 10:30. Flying standby. And if I don't get on the standby flight . . . they tell me my next shot at JFK isn't for 24 hours. Yeah. So let's hope that doesn't happen. And if I don't get on standby, well, there's got to be another way home.
S: Oliver, Is Mom a child of God?
O: Yes!
S: No, Mom is a grown up!
The one night -- ever -- when Micah and I get to bed at 10:00 and could, feasibly, get 9 hours of uninterrupted sleep, Simon wakes up crying inexplicably at midnight and can't go back to sleep, Oliver falls out of bed, and we're all out a couple of hours of sleep. Clearly we need to never try to go to to bed early. It's the only way to get a good night's sleep around here.
Alright, let’s just get it out in the open. We cheated. But only because the recipe (which we doubled) only made enough gingerbread dough for the front and roof of our building. And since we were out of molasses we decided to build the rest of the thing with cardboard. Not as tasty, but much easier to work with.
And yes, that is authentic NYC tagging on the side. Just keeping it real.
Dude, that's tight.
For rizzle, that's off the heazy.
Ok.. seriously…that's is awesome.
Wow, that is pretty dang cool! It looks like a real brownstone, too – very impressive!
Seriously wow!! I am so impressed. I think it's safe to say that my Jon will be too- I'll be showing him this one tonight. Ü
This made my day!–April
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