The evening that followed was wonderful. The kit makers included far too little marshmallows, far too much icing and candy, and directions that would have been good to follow. The marshmallows didn't make enough soup, the cereal was crunchy, and it all led to wild laughter. Thanks to Dad we have pictures of the fun...
And after a second trip to the store to purchase MORE marshmallows we were able to make a beautiful house and a scary snowman. In short, the kit itself was pointless but one thing the box didn't lie about was the memories... Since Mark and I are never actually able to be together on the holidays we have learned to treasure the holidayish moments that we do have together.
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