It was our usual chaotic, loud, lots-of-belly-laughs-mixed-in-with-eye-rolls-rip-roaring time. I did manage to remember to snap a few pictures and...well, some of us seem to have entered the let's-make-silly-faces-and-ham-it-up-for-Gramma-Cupcake's-camera stage of life.
Can you tell which ones?
(I'll give you a hint; it's not the cute little 80 year old red-head in the apron.)
Mmmm hmmm...the boys.
These particular boys (The one that will be five on Christmas eve, and his almost four year old brother as well...) were almost too busy hamming it up for the camera to actually help make the cookies.