never again

Which is worse, a kid getting frustrated during a "family" project, or the parent becoming completely exasperated?
We have got to find a different holiday tradition.
Last year I bought a gingerbread house kit, and it didn't turn out fancy, but Mayra had fun doing it.
Flash forward to this year. I bought what I thought was the same deal, but much to my horror, unlike last year, the "house" was unassembled.
How hard could it be?
Here's a hint, if you have a man in the house, this might be a great Daddy-Kid project. I know my married friends are scoffing at the notion.
I know the gingerbread house is supposed to be made from edible items, but I found myself cursing under my breath, and bemoaning my lack of super glue and or caulking gun. Heck, even an electric stapler might have come in handy.
It started innocent enough, we seemed to have it together, only to see it fall apart, ummm, how many times? I dunno, let's just say more than once.
I was on the verge of putting it into the trash can, but we finally managed to get it to stick, and Mayra still liked decorating it.
At one point she was saying, "this doesn't look so bad.."
I reply that I'm glad she's having fun.
Mayra says: "You're getting your happy face back, and you're SMILING!"
Shame I didn't have any crescent moon candies, we could have claimed the first Christmas Gingerbread Outhouse.
Aw shucks, I left the camera at work, can't post a pic right at the moment.
Maybe I'll remember it tomorrow, but then we have to see whether or not the cat destroys it while I'm at work tomorrow.