Gingerbread houses have always been one of Dixon's favorite parts of Christmastime. This year, Cooper's mom took him to a gingerbread house decorating class. The house he came home with was a whole lot better than most of our previous efforts.
From the side:
A close-up of the "face" on the front (the Oreos are the eyes, the fudge stripe is the nose and the red is the mouth, in case you couldn't tell):
And the snowman, watching guard:
Dixon had a great time at the class, which was a great fit for him considering his love of all things symmetrical (and all things candy). I should point out, though, that because our young prince doesn't like getting his hands sticky (though he doesn't mind getting them dirty), he told Patsy where to put the decorations and she did the actual application.
What a delegator. Destined for management, that one.