With a 3 year old nipping at my knees, fool that I was, I parted with $2.90 at the Cookieman and decided later... Egad... never again... a mother can go broke doing this on a regular basis. I felt a certain beggarly consolation that I hadn't made my purchase at the Gloria Jean stand and saved myself 30 cents.
Anyway, I reminded myself that I'm a stay-at-home mother now... so it should be er... a piece of cake... badge of respectability... to make my own. It's not as if I've never done it before.
Here's me (being invisible) and the kiddies making up a batch of gingerbread men:
These icing gel tubes were MOPS freebies from last year. I checked for the use-by date. Didn't see any.
We're still alive so it must be okay.
Gingerbread Remnants. The big guy gets too big and it's just easier to use the other shapes.
Run, run as fast as you can
You can't catch me
I'm the gingerbread man
These days I can't do gingerbread men without thinking of Jasper Fforde's second Nursery Crime novel, The Fourth Bear. The man's an insane genius... but a genius nonetheless. Fourth Bear is one of the funniest books I have ever read. Fforde's use of Mother Goose and fairy tale characters is quite mad... and really clever. And the gingerbread man... hehehe... it's diabolical... I won't give anything away...
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