So Taylor and I got our creative juices flowing and made gingerbread houses the other night with some friends (see, mom - we have friends!). It was fun, and our house didn't turn out half bad. Warren has only eaten a few things off of it. I'm surprised our llama still lives, to be honest. I thought for sure she'd be the first to go. She is pretzel and gumdrop, after all - Warren's favs. Hopefully Tina can remain with us until after Christmas.
On a side note, I'm definitely looking pregnant these days. In my baby belly, yes. But also in my growing baby feeders. I feel ridiculous and wonder how people walk around with these things all the time. Oh well.