Good morning. Come on in.
Mmmmm, I can smell the cookies. Excuse me a minute while I check to see if they’re ready.
Run, run, as fast as you can. You can’t catch me. I’m the Gingerbread Man.
(Oh no, he didn’t!)
He just took off through the kitchen.
Well, he’s not in there. Where could he be? Maybe in the dining room. Let’s go see.
Nope, not in there. Perhaps he’s hiding in the family room, where the stockings were hung with care.
Whew! I give up! That Gingerbread man has taken us all through the house. Yet, he’s still no where to be found. Let’s just sit down and visit. He’ll eventually come back around.
Merry Christmas!
Until next time,
Sharon
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