"Charlie did the decoration but, yes, I did the baking." He shook his head. "She isn't lacking in enthusiasm but she isn't exactly safe to leave alone around an oven, is she?"

He looked down at the plate. Personally he wasn't going to indulge in any of the little gingerbread demons -- though if push came to shove he'd happily bite the head off of one just to drive Vaggie up the wall -- but they were strangely adorable. Charlie was a disaster baker but she could decorate like no one's business.

"Strange to see a smiling Husker of any type, isn't it?"