9am: I plan to take you shopping at Tampines, where we will get some of those nice mini buns, and some juice from the supermarket so the XANX cousins can have a little treat. Mummy's gonna be driving all alone, so it's best that you stay put in the car seat which i know you hate, but for safety's sake, please do not free yourself out of the safety belt.
10am: At grandaunt's. There will be several items for you to select from. This is a chinese tradition that both mummy and uncle pig went through on our first birthday. whatever you do, please do not pick up the chicken drumstick and/or the bible/monk's beads. My wish for you is never to turn out to be a glutton, or a priest/monk (although I pray every night that you would be a god-fearing, righteous man).
10.30am: Party time. Do not stuff yourself silly with the bread.
11am onwards: R&R. Although Mummy's seen this cute little pair of shorts at Far East Plaza and am thinking of checking it out therefore, you might have to endure another drive to Orchard Road. We'll see.
Happy birthday, big boy!
Your first birthday party - sorry that you were struck with chicken pox. And for the record -
the choice of cake wasn't on purpose.
the choice of cake wasn't on purpose.
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