My family was invited over to aunt’s house for Christmas dinner. Also, it was a big day to my aunt and her husband as it is their 44th anniversary. Congratulations! We reached at 7 something, which was the last to arrive (we are always the latest, usually). I was starving like a mad cow that moo like no tomorrow. Dined and ate two types of desserts which were made by my cousins. Their apply crumbles and *idk what is this called* tasted so good that I wanted to take the second round for desserts but my dad had stopped me from it by staring at me with a *continue eat if you wanna be a real obese* look.

Do I look like a ghost in this pic? I love it anyway.