What I love about kids is their honesty. When a child smiles at you, you know that smile is genuine. Their laughter is one of the most beautiful sounds you can hear because you know it’s true.
A child does not have pretensions, what you see is what you get. They do not know insecurities, they are innocent, trusting and easy to please. If only we could have stayed that way while we matured, maybe the world would have been a better place.
Alright. Enough of that #medyopadeep words. Hehe. This is a fun post! It’s the 1st birthday of this cute kid Brent Cyrus Beat, first born of my brotha from another motha Beat. He’s my fourth inaanak so far, he’s the first one to get a blog post though. Hindi pa ako nagpapakablogger nung sa tatlo eh. Haha.
I knew it was going to be a fun but busy day. My work started 5:00am and I had two parties to attend after, (parang artista lang di ba? Haha.) Brent’s birthday one of them. There I was at the jeepney terminal to Camuning, Mexico, worried about the long waiting time when I caught a lucky break , Beat’s family arrived and they were enough to fill the jeepney we were on our way in no time.
I must say I was impressed with the set up. Beat proudly told me it was all the effort of his lovely wife. Mareng Pia. Good job mare!
adorable birthday boy
proud parents and the guests
poging bata! mana sa ninong!
The children’s party began when the clowns came out and facilitated the games. While the kids played the older guests began to eat. Another brotha from another motha arrived at this point, Carlo along with his beautiful family, Mareng Mick and my lovely inaanak Mickela which grew so much since I last saw her. It was a quick catch up session since I nearly had to leave for the other party. I much as I had wanted to stay for the adult part of Brent’s party,(Inuman!!! Hehe.) I said my good byes and went on my way to the next event that day. All was carefully timed and calculated, I was sure I will be able to arrive at the meeting place to rest and change clothes. Oh boy was I wrong! I forgot to include a few things in my calculations. Friday rush hour equals traffic equals late! Lol.
party number two in while,
more adventures coming..