Erm, yes...

I've spend the day at my aunt's baking gingerbread-cookies (Pepperkaker sounds much cooler!) with a bunch of kids ranging from five to eleven in age. It's been noisy. Loud. Fun. Now I'm tired.

And one of my cousin's sons (my aunt is their grandmother, btw) decided I'm now only his new best friend but his girlfriend too. He's one of the youngest there, so I didn't bother to explain to him that we are related so it would be kinda weird. But it will be one helluva story to tell in a ten years time.