We started our day by going to Church - for a great new start in 2007. Mommy dressed me in my new blouse from Disney (Mommy & Daddy bought me some Disney clothes from Rome last October) and off we went to Church.
In Church, I was behaving quite well but when I started to grow restless, Daddy took me out for a change of environment.
After Mass, we went home. Amah had prepared mee suah for me, which was supposed to symbolise long life. She gave me an ang pow (for good luck) and fed me the mee suah, with hard-boiled egg and meat inside. Then, Mommy fed me chicken drumstick and gave me ang pow too. Mmm.... it's so delicious! All these are part of a traditional chinese custom when a baby turns 1 year old (or actually 2 in chinese calendar, since they counted the day that the child is born to be 1 year old).
Next, Amah placed an abacus, a ruler, a book and a pen in front of me. Each of these items were supposed to represent a career and the first object that I chose was supposed to signify my inclination. Here's what I took - in sequence:
Abacus - does this mean I'm gonna be an accountant next time? :)
Suspense... what would I choose next?
Oh, it's a pen! Hmm....what does it mean? A writer?
Followed by ruler - according to Amah, this means an architect.
And finally a book... Oh dear. Will I ever gao thak chek (good in reading) next time?Then, Amah wanted me to pai pai and pay my respect to the Goddess of Mercy, Kwan Yin.
When we're done with all the rituals, we went to Cousin Sarah's first birthday party!
We had a great time there, and I enjoyed playing with her.
But I was more interested in the balloons. Sarah and her Mommy, or Koh Koh, as I called her. 
Oops, we missed the birthday cake's photo! Sorry, Mommy didn't get to snap any photos after that. After the party was over, I went back to have my nap.In the evening, Daddy, Mommy and Amah took me to the swimming pool for a dip in the pool. We're supposed to meet Cousin Sarah there, but she overslept so we went ahead. I had a great time splashing away.
So, that's a day of birthdays. Isn't it nice if everyday can be like this?
