The competition was fierce at my niece and nephews place this year as their annual Christmas Eve gingerbread house decorating competition unfolded amidst much high spirited yelling and sugar-rush shenanigans.
As co-judge to the event the pressure was on. At risk, the possibility of a total icing, M&M and jelly bean food-fight apocalypse, should an incorrect decision be made.
Is he your very first gingerbread man?’Eloisa James, Once Upon a Tower (Fairy Tales, #5)
‘You eat him.’
‘Eat his head?’
‘I always start with the feet,’ Edie suggested.
‘But if I eat him, he’ll be dead.’
‘No, he’ll be in your tummy,’ Layla said. ‘There’s a difference.’
‘I think I’d better eat his head first,’ Susannah said … ‘That way he won’t know what’s happening to him.’
‘That’s a very kind thought,’ Layla approved.
Luckily cool gingerbread heads prevailed and the judges decision of a three way tie was accepted without (much) protest.