It was a simple one with us at ah zor's place. I couldn't bake because we didn't have our own place. My grandma was housing us that time. She let us stay with her for a period of 8 months without charging me a single cent and even cooked dinner for us everyday. I am very grateful for her love and generosity.
And so, I bought some mini cupcakes and we just sang a birthday song together. E insisted to hold the cupcakes while we walked from City Square back home and along the way, she dropped the cupcakes. The cream topping were smashed and they were not pretty anymore.
But it didn't bother us at all. They are still happy. 3 of us went to the kitchen to get the candles lit and I switched off the kitchen lights. E laid hands on G during my prayer and Papa Han gave G the very big Sylvannian family toy the next day (he carried from Jurong East to us).
Happy 6th birthday Gracel.
It was very simple but full of love.
