A Bubbly Party

Your little friend Thomas was to celebrate his 3rd birthday. We almost could not make it as we were supposed to go to KL. But last minute cancellation of the trip and also because we did not get to move house as planned made it possible for you to attend the birthday party.

We had to go out to buy the present early on Sunday as we could not find something suitable when we went to Gurney Plaza on Friday. By the time we got back and you'd eaten your lunch, it was already close to 3pm. There goes my plan to get you to take a nap first. As 4pm rolled by, you were all excited. I changed you into singlet and you didn't want to change your shorts and off we went, across the road to Thomas' house. As we rang the doorbell, I realised that we'd forgotten the most important thing of all... the present! Alamak! We walked back to the house, picked up the birthday present and crossed the road again.

The party had begun and a few of Thomas' friends were already playing with the bubbles and in the inflatable pool. You were reluctant to get yourself soapy initially, so you played on the ride on. Even then I had to wipe the ride on before you were willing to sit on it! Later on you started to put your hands into the tub of bubbles. Soon you were splashing around then it was time for bubbles. You loved blowing the bubbles. Even when the other children stopped to eat chippies, you ignored the chippies and continued playing.

When everyone went in to eat pizza, you started to bring out Thomas' toys and played with it. You ate a slice of pizza and the colourful fondant which was home made (and a little of the cake). Then it was time to go home. What happened? You refused to leave. It's always better to play with other people's toys isn't it? Sigh...

After a lot of persuasion and tears, we left. Went home and got ready for the next party for the day...