This was it. The year that Tink was old enough to help construct the gingerbread house. Mom gave me a kit a couple years ago, and I held onto it until I thought she was ready. On Friday night, I thought maybe we'd do it last night or today. So I pulled it out to take a look at it, make sure it was in one piece and all. Still in fine shape. But the frosting was already mixed, and solid as a rock. The kit had an expiration date of 2001. Thanks, mom. But, I figured they are usually chinzy on candy, so I'd buy a new one and use this candy with the new one too. Today we bought a new kit. We cleared off the kitchen table. I pulled out the directions and started to read. Now, let me set this up for you. Tink is out of her Abilify since Friday. So as many times as I try to explain to her that it is OK for her to watch TV or something for a little while so I can get the boring stuff out of the way, she will have not part of it. Nope. She was gonna sit there, and while I am trying to read, and keep asking me if I can get a bowl for her to pour the candy in, or if she can mix the frosting. I had to file the sides of the house, then mix the frosting (it was like spackle) and start gluing the house together. Now she was really ticked. After each step, we had to let the house dry for an hour. Finally, 4 hours after starting, it is time to decorate the house. Now I have to thin out the frosting a little. Don't I add a little too much water, and it's now too thin. It's dripping everywhere, and instead of helping, Tink is LICKING the drips off the house. I'm trying not to get mad, I know she has no control, but for crying out loud, this is supposed to be a fun project, what the heck? Why is it so difficult? I should have given up when the first one had clumpy frosting... I finally tell her that we are done, and I see her grab a handful of candy (the 6 year old gumdrops) and stuff them in her mouth. I mean, are you kidding me? NEVER will I do one of these again.