Unplanned Party

The best parties were often the unplanned ones. The spontaneous ones. Well, Rabat as what happened when we wanted to celebrate Irfan turning 12. Initially there was no party. Then maybe it would be a quiet family dinner.

The weather was certainly inviting ...Uncle Razak getting the cakes readyWaiting for the visitorsThat expanded to his cousins and my Mum. Irfan then suggested we have a small get together with his old classmates from Sri Utama. Just the boys.

A slew of SMS and texts flew. The girls wanted to join. Or at least their parents. They wanted to come over as they haven't met Anita for a while since Irfan changed school.

Getting the tools readyHappy Birthday IrfanThe friends were here ...Before we knew it, it was a semi-proper party. With me being on call that day, everything were just ad hoc. But it turned out great. The friends had a great time and the apartment was turned upside down in the end.

The cakes were outThe found their spotA great day ...

Irfan's Dinner

Irfan's turning 9 next week but I would be on call in the day. Instead, we had dinner on Saturday and a party on Sunday.

The dinner was an annual one, usually coinciding with a bit of lou sang for Chinese New Year. And as with every year, it was the same venue. Corus Hotel.

This time, Irfan wanted an ice cream cake, from Baskin Robbins. And we soon realized that the container used to carry it had dry ice in them. Which brought some ideas to Uncle Razak for party tricks.

It had been a while since we moved over to Bangsar, and this was the first time we got together for dinner. Their grandparents really missed the boys.

Food was great as usual and then came the cake cutting. And of course Uncle's party tricks. Dry ice, mixed in water in a cup. Walla!

The boys were fascinated by the steam coming out from it. And then a spot of finger hockey with the dry ice on the smooth glass tabletop. Great fun!

After Party Slideshow

Event blogged here.

Irfan's Eighth Birthday Slideshow

The party was blogged here.

After the Party

Irfan actually passed some of his present to his brother, and since the late afternoon, he had been in his room doing some paintings. He never had talent for arts …. so I was not sure if I should be worried ….

They were both looking tired after the party. Irfan especially had been rubbing his eyes all evening.

All the stuffs to bring upstairsIrfan going through the presentsIdlan getting his stuffs organised for his masterpiece

Time for an early bed I think …. and of course I would be waiting for the football game later …. if I could stay awake!

More photos here.