My family’s tradition is to slap together a gingerbread house in the most ludicrous way imaginable, then ceremoniously destroy it. This year, it had copious amounts of hot glue, but still collapsed as usual.
It has been a damp and unseasonably warm Christmas, so let me make it up to you. Here is a potato pic of a large model railroad at a local store.
The Christmas Eve service was quite challenging, and I challenge you to have a fantastic Christmas! Thank you and goodnight, Oppo.