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.