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stavro218's avatar

One Christmas when my youngest son was in 4th grade he was obsessed with making a gingerbread house for the breakfast with Santa gingerbread house contest. I decided to make a real gingerbread house, not one that involved gluing graham crackers on milk cartons. 2 days before the contest we had made all the parts of the house and were going to assemble them into the house after school. On the way to school drop off my oldest son called me and said our dog had pulled the gingerbread bread parts onto the floor and was eating the shattered parts. My youngest burst into tears and I screamed “ I am going to kill that dog!” Happy Christmas memories! My kids are grown and I have to admit that I miss the insanity of Christmas with young kids. I hope you and your family have a very happy holiday.

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Pam's avatar

Room Mom is one of the requirements to get into Heaven!

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