1st Party!

I and the men in my life are going out. Oh no, not to the children’s clinic. Matt, my son and Cris, my hubby will escort me to a party. Nothing grand, really. This is not the typical drink-dance-all-you-want party. Contrary to that, this is just some sort of a get-together in the office. Food, little booze for the men and maybe a karaoke session afterwards. Right there in the basketball court-cum-parking area in my office.

So small an event yet this will be memorable. First, because we rarely go out together as a family (reason: hubby is always away and Matt is just a year old). Second, this is Matt’s 1st time to attend a party. I am so excited for my son (maybe just as excited as he is!).

‘Round and ‘round the court, Matt walked, ran and bounced off. I am pretty sure my hubby got tired of following him, who seem to have all the energy even if it’s almost his bedtime. He must be so ecstatic that he would sometimes scream and shout at the kids who hover around him.

At 10PM, we decided to go home and hit the sack.