The Celebration.

Hari Raya this year, is soooo much better than previous ones.
Just cuz the family finally owns a car. And finally, the family could travel freely without having to flag for two cabs.

I saw my virgin ketupats transformed to a plump scrumptious looking thing, yo. And the relatives who gorged on anything edible to the aunties who went all teary-eyed while asking for forgiveness among each other.

Read on, for that yearly routine of putting up photos during this festive occasion. Hah.

The night before, the ketupats, the curry. The dad was busy making himself busy?

My aunt, me, my dearest momsie.

The family portrait.

The grandsons, grandson-in-law, and the prospective grandson-in-law posing with granddad.

It’s in the blood, the maternal, they camwhore.

The grandchildren.