Well, I didn't get it done.

I thought I would have more time to sort and post pictures. But the day has come. We're packing the trailer (shhhh, don't tell brian i'm on the computer--I'm supposed to be checking on the kids. . . ), we have family pictures on the beach in 1 hour and 40 minutes, we're going out to dinner to celebrate our time here in sun-shiny state, and we have a million other things to be doing to prepare for our 8am departure tomorrow!

I can't believe how fast this internship has come and gone. We're heading back up to boston (to arrive on the 27th of january), to finish Brian's schooling (to graduate in June) and really look forward to seeing our friends and living at westgate again.

But, Florida now holds a very special place in our hearts and we'll miss our friends here WAY TOO MUCH. I'm sad to leave such good people, but in all honesty, good people aren't scarce. They seem to be every place we've been. :) I'm glad for that.

Alright people, wish us luck as we make our trek back up to frigid temperatures and a school that takes way too much of Brian's time away from us. This really has been a 7 month vacation! We've loved it here and we're thankful for wonderful memories!

See all you Bostonians soon!

the kisbys are out!

Spencer has an imagination.

He uses it every day.

Backlogging--making gingerbread houses.

It's in the title. We made gingerbread houses. I'm just now getting around to sorting pictures. I figure since we're moving this coming saturday morning and I won't have internet access--at least blogging access--for a couple weeks, I may as well do some catching up. :)

This is my first time ever baking gingerbread. It was fun. I really wanted to let the boys help me roll it out and cut shapes, but the dough was more sticky than I thought it would be. And lets face it. I just couldn't give up the control of having near perfect shapes for our houses. They got to decorate them at least.

For the rest, the pictures speak for themselves.

Brian did help with getting the structure to stand, but the boys did surprisingly well decorating their own houses. And eating all the frosting. And then asking for more. But there wasn't anymore. Because they ate it all.

I waited until it was the children's bedtime. And then I let Brian put the kids to bed while I decorated. In peace. And quiet. Thanks Brian. :)

I don't know why we don't have pictures of the boys houses. Oh yeah. . . they trashed them before I could get the finished product. Oh well. To kids it's just a cookie, frosting and candy. Who cares what it looks like.

It's no tropical cabana, but mine was the tastiest of all. I'm sure of it.

And this little guy? I have to say he must have been most impressed with my house as well. His eyes are popping right out of his head!