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The other day at Michael’s Arts and Crafts, I snagged a gingerbread scary house kit for 2 bucks. Nifty, right?

Today, Voldemort and I tackled it.

It did not go well.

For starters, it was a long thin tall house design. For seconds, the icing tip didn’t fit correctly on the icing tube. For thirds, we don’t have much patience.

I got the walls together and the roof on, and then I walked out of the room to check on the muffins in the oven, sternly reminding the child to let the icing dry and not to touch it.

Five seconds later, he pokes his head in the kitchen and tells me, “Can I eat the icing off the tube? Oh, and the roof fell off.”

Five seconds after that, my spidey sense tingled and I walked back in to see the entire house strewn across the table and a child covered in a suspicious amount of icing.

So I did what any normal lazy person would do. I slapped a piece of house down flat on the table, covered the whole damn thing in icing, handed my kid a whole heck of a lot of candy and told him to decorate it.