It’s official. I am the designated birthday cake baker for my family. It’s now expected that I bring a made-from-scratch cake incorporating the honored guests favorite flavors. Talk about spoiled!
A fly on the wall would observe something like this:
Me: Oh, your birthday is in a couple weeks. You excited?
Family member: I know, can you believe it? Where has this year gone?
Me: Any special plans for the big day?
Family Member: Not sure yet, I’m just trying to think of what flavor birthday cake I want you to make!