But fortunately, by 4:30 it looked like this:
Can you tell which house
My favorite features of the boys' house: The poptart door. (Cut with a ban saw, which is pretty much cheating.)
My favorite features of the girls' house: The melted snowman. (The stupid boys stole all the white gumballs. Jerks.)
Daphne decided to be the judge of the houses. She got a piece of paper and pen and held it so officially as she walked around them, writing things down (either critiques or possibly doodles of panda bears) and making mysterious judgement noises. In the end, though, the girl house won. No, I don't think she was at all biased. It was all based on the artisanship displayed. For sure.
Anyway, the best Sunday afternoon I've spent in a long time. Maybe next year we'll actually let the kids participate other than sampling the candy.
Welcome to the neighborhood.