round two with the gingerbread.

Mrs. Lewis brought home more gingerbread house kits for us. 

"This time," I told myself, "I'll prove my architecture prowess."

The next door neighbors' Christmas lights served as my inspiration.

That should give a clue as to what their house looks like.

We weren't taking any chances. No collapsing, sliding roofs this time.

Now, after reading the post before this one,
do you know who made which house?

I know, it's pretty close to perfect.
I would live in it if I was made of gingerbread.

No, I didn't learn my "less is more" lesson.
I couldn't resist using all the fruit candy! Who doesn't
want bananas on their house?