So, this is what our Gingerbread house looks like. This happened over the course of three days. I would catch her on the kitchen chair with it pulled very close looking as if she was admiring her work. Moments later I would see her chewing. I would ask what she was doing, but she would just say in her very sweet innocent voice. “I am just going to eat this ONE because it is loose”. I would just smile, nod my head and move on. Three days later this is what we have left. Upon close inspection, I discovered an actual BITE mark off the roof. Apparently it didn’t taste that good because there has been no further demolition.