Every Thanksgiving my grandma and me always buy a gingerbread house and make it while my parents make dinner. It always falls while I try and build it but there is always a good laugh. I might eat more candy than what goes on top of the house but it always tastes good. It may not be Christmas yet but it is always a good way to make time go faster until dinner. I also love doing it with my grandma because she always helps me and always compliments how good it looks even though it looks like someone hit it with a hammer and threw some stale candy on it. The house is always made at the dining room table before I have to set the table for six. I can smell the turkey baking in the oven while I put frosting on my house. After I make it, I set it on the coffee table next to my dining room table and it makes it look like five-year-old lives in my house but it is always I tradition I enjoy doing and I get to do it with my grandma.