I spend a ridiculous amount of time in the kitchen and as much as I love it, I also get sick of the sight of it. The constant washing up, the wiping down, the sweeping and the moping. The icing sugar that gets everywhere and the equipment that needs to be cleaned and put back in to it's place. Not to mention the chaffing of my hands from all of the cleaning products and the fact that I can hardly ever wear nail vanish. Plus after spending hours baking & decorating a cake, I STILL have to go to the kitchen to make proper food. It's never-ending and exhausting and I wonder why I do this to myself.
But when it gets to that point, something or someone comes along to remind me. Often, it is my nephew. I love the way his eyes light up when he gets a cake and the way that he is always so full of praise. It makes my heart warm and I feel like maybe I'm not wasting my time after all!
This post is dedicated to my nephew for being an amazing source of encouragement. Happy Birthday my love for thank you reminding me why I do this!
Peace & Love