But alas, you have entered the house where easy things become hard and thus we have this,
and a little bit of this.
Speaking of making easy things hard, I accidentally put my pictures on the left instead of the middle and now I can't control my blog. This is why I find what works for me and stick with it. I don't want to start over so you get what you get with this one.
Mom made the comment that she loved how our train was just like the box... besides that the lines were twice as messy and 4 times as thick.
Whatever mom, whatever. Pretty sure they're only twice as thick.
Personally I liked how my dad got creative with his side of the roof.
Dad's side. When asked what it was, he said a smile. I figure it's like that commercial with all the faces in household objects. Sometimes you can see it, sometimes you can't.
In the end, we found a special sort of pride at conquering the gingerbread. The roof didn't slide off the house and the train didn't tip over.
And I somehow put this last picture on twice. I'm just gonna leave it as a final testament to this jacked up entry.