Sometimes my job as a baker is not necessarily as fun as people might think. Imagine making three exactly same cakes in a week. Or packing hundreds of macarons or cupcakes for a wedding. Being said that, I still love my job. Because I genuinely believe repetitiveness is part of every job! And no job is more repetitive as being a mother. So I think being a baker has given me some sort of balance on a daily basis. And I am thankful for that!

Around this time every year, it’s like a kids cakes showcase here, thanks for my kids birthday! And I know I’ve said it before, but it’s true. It’s true that once you become a mother, you lose your mind. You will do all kinds of crazy things for your kids. I still remember how obsessive I used to be about my kids poop. It’s like I wake up starting to think about it, and I can’t go to sleep also because of it!

This year was my kids’ first time having their birthday party with their friends. We used to celebrate their birthday with our family. We fully understand how tiring it is to throw a kids birthday party. And we didn’t do it until this year was because one, we are lazy parents. Two, I don’t seem to remember anything before I was six, and I concluded that six is a good age to start remember things, like birthday parties, starting grade one….all the good stuff. Yes, only good stuff, because my six-year-old son still seems to have a hard time remember what I say although it’s said two seconds ago, like FINISH YOUR DINNER NOW! or GET IN THE DAMN CAR!