At some point growing up we were introduced to the tradition of making graham cracker houses for Christmas, usually in the two or three weeks just before. I don’t know when that was, exactly, but I have fond memories of the heaps of candy and frosting that were constructed every year by us, our best friends, and eventually many of the kids in our church(still a running tradition for the church kid’s craft day!). Our house’s construction materials determined what kinds of candy we’d have available for eating in the next week or so, so the trick was to artfully load up the house and yard with as much favorite candy as possible. All that to say, on my less creative years my house ended up plastered in m&ms and chocolate bears and wreaths and red hots and caramel, veritable mountains of sugar and gluttony. I do remember skipping the house altogether one year and, after a failed attempt at a greenhouse, doing a stream of blue m&ms with a graham cracker bridge for the gummy bears and a fence of mini candy canes and chocolate rocks. Ok, actually I cheated. All I remembered was the stream and bridge, I found a picture, look! Circa 2005(I was 17), when we still had real pictures! (thus the digital photo of my scrapbook page, haha.)
In fond memory of all that, this morning after breakfast Ascher and I decorated graham cracker houses. I constructed the house for him and put down squiggles of frosting for him to stick candy onto. Gummy bears never made it past his hands,(yum!) but he was quite willing to use other things for decor. A couple times he even pointed out to me where he wanted frosting for something particular. He repeatedly pulled things off to restick them elsewhere and generally had a grand time. We both had fun and neither of us ate too much candy. I was really excited to share one of my favorite childhood holiday memories and begin the tradition with my babies. Photos!