After work yesterday, I stopped by Trader Joe's to pick up a few things and in line to checkout I happened to come across a large stack of Gingerbread Man kits left over from Christmas. It was only 99 cents so I had to get it, knowing Jillie would love it. So this is how the story went last night after making Mr. Gingerbread Man (Don't mind the mess, you try living in a 950 sq. ft. apartment with two kids, a husband, and a dog):
Jillie: I wanna hold him.
Me: Ok, let's take some pictures of you holding him.
Jillie: Okay! (Very excited and proud of her work, she held him up)
Jillie: I wanna eat him.
Me: Okay but can we take some more pictures?
Me: You better hurry and eat him or else the Gingerbread Man is going to run away...
Jillie: WAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!
Me: Oh no, he's your friend. He's nice. Don't be afraid of him, I was just kidding. He won't run away.
note: Thank you Jenni for the photos