The Village That Santa Forgot

The Sad Village That Santa Forgot Family History of Our Gingerbread House My husband and I enjoyed making a gingerbread house from scratch with our children each year at Christmas when they were young. After struggling for several years to get the icing to hold the...

That’s Not What I Meant!

What Prompted Our Discussion That’s not what I meant, but it began so innocently. As I picked up my four-year-old granddaughter from the rural church where her parents were working, we began chatting. Curious as usual, she asked why there were flowers on some...

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