I told her this was a cookie house (because in the absence of an environment steeped in the culture traditions of the North America holiday season, this child has no concept of a gingerbread house. She believes Christmas to be a destination, like the mall, and tells me "I go to Christmas today! With Papi!")
In other news, I failed at my attempt to NABLOPOMO. I balme it on a cookie hangover. I had to take the whole weekend off to recover. Oy.