Her GM blew bubbles for her to play and tried to break the ice with her.
Watching as my cousins set up the tables.
About two to three times in a year, we have a family gathering at aunt Lee Choo's house. Mostly during the June and December school holidays because my aunt and three cousins are school teachers. I take my hats off to any school teacher in Singapore.
There is a roof garden where you can rent the BBQ pit but most of the time, we do the cooked food version rather than BBQ, cos it is easier with cooked food.
The gathering was a very nice one, we had good food and games! Lot's of laughters and Kiki even joined in the "passing parcel" game. She even took a dig at PJ who screamed at the three times she was stuck with the parcel when the music ended.
It was also my uncle Meng's BD, which we all didn't know and wasn't prepared.
uncle Meng is 61. He was 25 when I grew up under the same roof, which made him an uncle who was disciplinary as well as fun. I can't help but told Bren that when he becomes 61, Kiki will only be 18. Which makes us very old parents, even older a parent than my uncle is. Bren chided me for thinking this way, but you know, it's the truth and it's just a passing thought I have.
The night was very nice and warm, and Kiki enjoyed herself very much. She laughed, squealed in excitement and joined in the games. There was only one drawback; she cried terribly in her sleep intermittently throughout the night! Gosh. Imagine my helper and I had to coax and assure her she's home and safe. She must have played too much. The daddy got so upset with me as I insisted on staying through the party till late. He gave a curfew at 8pm for all outings. Well, I don't know how I could push my luck the next time but I feel that this is part and parcel of growing up. She has to learn to distinguish the real life and what's impressioned, although I think in a young baby's mind,,,,,,,, everything leaves an impression and every impression is real.
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