Today's stocking advent calendar activity was to make a gingerbread house. I bought one of those kits from the craft store for it. We decided we would put it together after lunch. When we got started there was some disappointment when we discovered we needed to wait an hour while the walls were drying and then another couple of hours while the roof dried.
Finally the awaited for hour came and we started decorating with candy. Irina and I helped for a little bit, but when I could see that she was clearly getting in the way and just digging her fingers in the icing and licking them, I took her to the other room to keep her occupied while Saren and Harper worked on the rest of the decorating.
About five minutes after they were done and we were about to have dinner, I went to take the gingerbread house off of the table and put it on the counter. I picked it up, got it halfway there, and then it all fell to the floor and broke apart. AAAAGGGHHHH!! OH. EM. GEE. The reason this happened, besides my being an idiot, is that the piece of cardboard that was used as the base, which the instructions told us to use, had a fold in it. It had a fold in it because of the way it was put in the box.
Saren and Harper cried piteously for five minutes while Irina picked up bits of candy off of the floor and ate them. I feel soooo bad. I suck so much. For five minutes, if that, we had a fully decorated gingerbread house. The girls were somewhat mollified by the knowledge that they could now eat the house without ruining anything. Also, that we'll probably try to make some more out of graham crackers later.