After Brett’s we drove down the street to Monique’s. Her sister and 7-year-old cousin Aaron were starting to make a gingerbread village. They made the “bakery” in the back and I made the “gable house” and that was it. What else do you even need?

My favorite part of the night was when Aaron started giving everyone nicknames based on what he thought they looked like. Karl looked like a “Larry the Cable Guy”. Brett looked like a Cornelius. I looked like a regular Larry, which actually is kind of right. At another point I became Michael Jordan AND Michael Jackson and Monique became Jennifer Lopez and Karl became George Lopez. Kids are like tiny hilarious drunk people.