We decorated our gingerbread house last night.  It is not an activity but an adventure.  A big, messy, fun, adventure.  Where the little girls think they inherited their own personal candy store and the big kids become expert decorators.  The house is not what you would call beautiful, four different people adding their own decorations to the beat of their own drum don't exactly mesh into a masterpiece. The beauty is the picture it creates as four little bodies are gathered around the same table getting along and having fun, taking part in a family tradition hopeful creating memories for a lifetime.