We celebrated Christmas Day at my aunt's this year. Alex made a gingerbread house, helped everyone open presents, and ate lots of goodies. It was very cozy and laid back. (Nobody got upset when Al grabbed the drumstick from the main turkey platter, took a bite, and set it back.)
A lovely house. Check out these gingerbread masterpieces in New York City.
Helping her auntie open a present. (They're knives, hence the concerned look.)
We are who we are.
I love my sister's creative flair...
...and her sense of humour.
It looks as though I'm being seductive, but I'm just sleepy. (A frequent mistake, which is usually followed with an awkward conversation.)
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Some of us fizzled out.
Not this one....
...and never this one.
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