Part I: You have a choice.

Sis and I took Mum to choose her own cake and buy some of her favourite food. That's first, i think. To let her choose her own cake rather than we making the choice for her. And perhaps, well hopefully, when one is left with a right to choose, it is another form of joy.

Unlike what I've expected (that a fruity cake would be chosen), Mum initially wanted a chocolate cake but decided on a coffee cake at last.


Part II: Reminiscing Childhood.

The biker Dad took Mum to Old Kallang Airport to have her favourite Satay Noodles which she used to have since she was young.. And the 'kids'? We stayed at home, hees. Coz it was inconvenient and we didn't wanna go too. Maybe that would give them a little privacy too.. hahas.


Part III: Before the usual.

We cutted the cake after sis's bf arrived, at a late 10pm. And it's always during the such moments...Mum will grin widely as if showing a slight shyness.



Honesty is a wonderful wonderful thing :D

Labels: Family

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