The little gingerbread man

Once upon a time there was an old women who loved baking gingerbread. She would bake gingerbread.She would bake gingerbread cookies house and gingerbread people all decorate with chocolate and peppermint Carmel candies and colored frosting.She live with her husband on a farm at the edge of town.The sweet spicy smell of gingerbread brought children skipping and running to see want would be offered that day.Unfortunately the children gobbled up the treat so fast that the old women had a hard time keeping her supply of flour and spices to continue making the hands of having reached through her Kitchen Window because ginger bread pieces And cookie would Disappear. One Time A whole gingerbread house vanished mysteriously. She told her husband those children are at again.They don’t understand all they have to do is knock on the door and I’ll give them my gingerbread treats.One day she made a special batch of gingerbread men because they was extra big. Unfortunately for the last gingerbread man she ran out of batter and he was half the size of other.she decorated the gingerbread men with care each having socks, shirt and pant of different colour. When it came to the little gingerbread felt sorry for her and gave her more colours then the other. It doesn’t matter her small, she thought he still be tasty. Putting the rack windowsill she lift it there to cool it and went to finished her laundry. The gingerbread lay quietly their frosted eye gazing at the sky with its puffy clouds.At that moment a voice came from nowhere.’’Get up. Get up. Come with me.everyone look to see who was speaking. It was butterfly just outside the window. Butterfly are naturally beautiful but her wings were an exceptionally pretty marbled blue.Come with me she argued again.