I was determined to make a gingerbread house with my oldest 2 this Christmas. This is something I have planned on in the years past and just never got around to doing it. This year was it, I said. After the house was ready, we decorated with our picked out buys of candy from the local dollar tree store. I think it looks good, I tell the boys. Then my middle one looks at me and says with the straightest of faces, "mom, it looks like a waste of perfectly good candy to me" Whoosh, right over their heads.