Adam had his good friends, Alden and Rayden, over on Sunday for his belated 9th birthday party and also because exams were over and the boys wanted to unwind.
When your bestie's kids are also your kids' besties, you can expect nothing short of a mayhem every time our families get together.
That was kinda what happened last night.
Everything was going fine, the kids had cake, they played Nerf waterguns in the pool, champagne was free-flowing for the adults, and the kids were having fun playing Catching when suddenly Rayden came running over to look for me.
I marched into my bedroom and saw blood everywhere on Ashton's entire left cheek. He had a laceration just slightly above his eye and the blood flowed as freely as our champagne.
Thankfully I had copious amounts of alcohol to help me deal with the ordeal calmly.
I simply scooped Ashton up, pressed a ball of tissue to his gaping wound and instructed Andy to drive us to Mt Alvernia as it was nearest to our home minus the long wait as compared to KKH.
After a consultation with the A&E doctor, it was decided that Ashton needed a plastic surgeon to stitch him up.
Anyway, here are a coupla photos from the party earlier on.
Alden (11), Adam (9), Ashton (coming 6), Rayden (9). They all spontaneously wore the same Star Wars shirts!
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I briefly imagined us to have 4 sons and my ovaries simply committed suicide. |
My bestie Twinkle and I. Aiyo why I so dark from all the swimming. |
Happy 9th Birthday my firstborn son.
I love you for who you were before, who you are now, and who you will be.
Glad you kids had fun.
Next time, playdates at our house shall be Bible Studies, no more rough-housing!
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