
So, Scott's been nagging, I mean, encouraging me to get to work on posting some updates. So, here it is. To kick off the holidays my mom has the tradition of making graham cracker houses. My sister eagerly awaits this event. No, not for the sugar rush or the bonding time. Rather, she eagerly anticipates the ability to mock my construction abilities. As a kid, school always came easy to me, much to the frustration of all my siblings. So, anytime they can outdo me at something

always seems to come with quite the fanfare. As you can see from the picture, my attempt at a cathedral clearly gives her reason to get quite excited. After a few takes, and a lot of sugar, my kids finally recieved their uninsurable little shacks. They were not like Jenny's perfect row of modular homes. I suppose her experience living in one gives her the adv

antage for structural superiority. Fortunately, my kids don't care as long as it stands upright and is edible. And as always, Erin was eager to dig in. As you can see from last year's picture (right), she hasn't changed much. Thank goodness she's not allergic to sugar!