Umar Khalif’s first was just the way I envisioned from the start. A homely party with minimal decoration. A day for my baby to be happy – not cranky – in his most comfortable environment, his home. Not forgetting, surrounded by his loved ones. I couldn’t decide what cake to buy although I had set out on a particular cake, I was not sure if it’s appropriate. My sister kept bugging me for a theme a week prior to his birthday. I said, “I do not know. Why don’t you help me think of one?” Lo and behold, after the Harry Potter exhibition, I was struck by a fantastic idea. Harry Potter themed – red, blue, green and yellow. Red resembles Gryffindor and blue will be Ravenclaw. While green will be Slytherin, yellow will be Hufflepuff. That was… hmmm… a couple of days before the event itself. I wasn’t that worried because where I lived, there’s a super duper mart that has a party supply shop. We shopped on the morning of the party buying helium-filled balloons, a ‘Happy Birthday’ banner, my witch hat, some party hats and party masks. How glad I was to find a perfect outfit for his birthday just after my shower. A dress which I bought years ago but never bothered to try. Well, let’s just say it is suitable as a witch’s dress. Umar Khalif did his usual morning routine – our family breakfast, a walk around the park and messing up his play area. A bath and a feed later, he fell asleep. How nice! Just enough time to do up his deco and wrapped up game prizes.
My parents were the first to arrived with two pots of awesome curries (yes, we ♥ our curry! :P) – mutton and chicken and colorful roti kirai to match with my color theme. LOL. Thanks Mak for making it happen.
Birthday-presents-giving time by the early birdies with my baby all dressed up in his birthday attire for the day. 😀
My nieces are the only actual party attendees whom I have prepared games for. From the looks on their faces, they had lots of fun.
Umar Khalif spent most time observing ‘people’, walking around the house, took a sip or two from his cousins’ water-bottles and just being himself.
Chillaxing just before bubble blowing competition. 😛
Of course, cake-cutting ritual brought to you by Chocolate Origin. The cake is kick-ass. There are still some in the fridge. Just the mere thought of it, makes me wanna have a slice of it – make it a BIG slice of it.
Photo-taking followed closely in the itinerary.
A picture says a thousand words but memories, they last for a lifetime.
Happy FIRST my baby!
Post-party syndrome.