Today, much to my amusement, E struggled for about three hours in the kitchen trying to make me Red Velvet Cupcakes (from the box, might I add) while I laughed from my corner of the counter, rubbing away at my new Faber-Castell soft pastels, which I'm very pleased with.

Needless to say, he has a newfound appreciation for my efforts in the kitchen.

E: Baking is boring and robotic. I don't think it's my calling.

C: You think?

Now we've got twenty four subpar cupcakes in the fridge, only three of which I'm going to eat, just to 畀面.