Her belated princess party was on a Saturday.
We started the morning by going for Kindermusik, followed by roti prata lunch at Tanglin Mall as usual, then collecting the birthday cake at Takashimaya, before heading back home for her very late afternoon nap.
While she slept, Mr Fluffy Hubby and I turned the place into a ballroom fit for a princess (ok, not really, but it was good enough to wow our princess).
She was still sleeping when the first batch of guests arrived in the evening, but woke up not long after when she heard their raucous laughter.
I dressed her and she made her grand entrance down the long corridor into the main ballroom. She was such an enchanting vision in her tiny yellow tiara and her golden satin-organza ball gown inlaid with red roses that everybody clapped for her. She was so happy, she gave a little giggly dance on the spot.
Then she begun playing. She got herself a small orange balloon which she used to bat the big orange balloons that were floating all about the ballroom.
She had fun with that for a while before declaring, “I’m hungry! I want to eat!” She sat down at her special table of honour and began her feast. She had sandwiches and chicken wings, puffs and pies, tarts and more tarts served to her on princess plates while the rest of us helped ourselves to mee siam at the long table.
When she was finally done with the banquet, she opened her presents. She received an ATM machine from her eldest uncle and aunt, a bundle of Hello Kitty and Princess and Birthday goodness from her youngest uncle and aunt, and another bundle of pop-up books, orange dress and bubbly toy from her Aunty S. We gave her the Winnie the Pooh tri-scooter which she had asked for. But her favourite of the lot was the singing Princess Belle doll from her grandparents.
We thought of getting one of those kiddy princess cakes from Bengawan Solo, but decided against it in the end. Foodie Fluffy Hubby suggested the famous strawberry shortcake from Rive Gauche instead.
She topped the cake herself with the 6 Disney princesses, a grand castle candle plus 4 pretty pink birthday candles. It was lovely.
She was having such a wonderful time that when her uncles and aunties and grandparents started leaving, she tried to physically stop them. She put herself in their paths, held on to them and wailed, “No! Don’t go! Stay! Stay here with me! Sleep in my room! Don’t go!”
When she was left with only Mr Fluffy Hubby and me, she finally resigned herself to the fact that her princess ball had come to end. But not without telling us, “Next year, I’m going to be Cinderella! Cinderella gets to go for parties all the time! Right?”
Right. Because, Mr Fluffy Hubby and I, we are only too happy to have her as our little princess. For as long as she wants.
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