Kathleen and the girls worked for the next couple of hours on their projects, and she was delighted with the final product. The house looked sturdy—a good thing in a gingerbread house—and the roof looked as though it were really thatched.
The girls stood back and admired their work.
“What do you think?” she asked.
“I think we should send a picture to Mom and Dad,” said Amber.
“Yeah! They’ll never believe we made this all by ourselves.”
“I’m gonna get Grandpa to come see,” said Jade. “And tell him it’s time to make rum balls!”
“Rum balls? Did I hear someone say rum balls?” Roy came into the kitchen just then and stopped in his tracks, shock on his face. “Did you make that all by yourselves?” he asked the girls, his eyes twinkling as he looked up at Kathleen.
“Yes, yes,” said Jade and
