Our kids were excited to go up to Grandma's house and build a gingerbread house with her and Shandi last week. Everything started out normal. They tried to make a door and windows on the front with red icing, but it ended up running all over the place. My kids decided it was a Gingerbread house that had caught on fire. From then on, their imaginations started runnig wild, from fire to bloody snowmen and a bloody gumdrop man lying on the ground outside the gingerbread house. I would worry about them, except they come from a family full of firefighters, so this is pretty normal for our family. I am just glad they had so much fun building this one.