My dad is the family chef and he cooks fabulous food for my family almost everyday. But when I called to ask if there was dinner at home, I found out he had been working late the past few days and did not have time to cook. 5 minutes later, my mom called me back and said, don't worry about it, she would cook, come home anyway. I did. And I found out my brothers were both not eating at home that day and my dad was working late. On such a day, my parents would usually just eat out or buy back food. But since I had asked, my mom had cooked specially for me and even cooked exactly what I wanted- sesame oil chicken. Yums. Despite a long day at work, dad also cut fruit for me after dinner, which is his usual practice. All I did was assume my usual spot in my parents' home lounging on the sofa.
My parents love me
I thank God for such wonderful parents :)
 The outfit of the day has nothing to do with my parents' apart from the sense of style they have imparted to me: |
| layered white shift dress a hand me down, pink cropped jacket with peplum from a flea, silver shoes from Berlin |
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