never the same...

Well well, I finally am reappearing in words. M

My last entry was a photo-slide, which I am very very very happy to watch, whenever I return to this page. Since the party was already much described by my dear wife, I decided to keep it just to the album. Actually, I had BIG plans to pen down all my thoughts (from the planning to the execution of Iggie's birthday party) when I boarded the plane and headed back to Hong Kong. Needless to say, it did not materialise, as I was overcome by too many "BUTS". But I want to gather my thoughts. But I am snowed over by work. But...but...but. Now that I try to recapture my feelings and thoughts...

It is never the same.

That said, I would still pen (just) this down, since this is intended for our sons...to read when they grow up. My dearie wife already gave you an overview of our crazy hours leading to Iggie's birthday. I am just going to add that...leading to Iggie's birthday, I was absolutely stressed with work, plus of course concern for what's going to happen to the birthday party, and the helper issues. And having to travel to-and-fro SG-HK, HK-SG-KL-SG-HK, HK-SG-HK within a short span of three weeks is no fun. 39 hours is the number of hours I spent on the road for the first three weeks of May.

Ideas floated through the many MSN exchange with Sharon, but nothing really concrete emerging. So I was very skeptical if anything will fall in place, and more skeptical if Iggie will enjoy his party (if it did fall in place).

Love and persistence pulled us through I guess.

Two parties within three days...the train cakes, the train props, the many little other things...the sweetness is now firmly captured in memories (and thanks to technology in gigabyts too).

Iggie, this is Dad dad's and Mummy's birthday present to you...for we have been given the most wonderful gift in you.