And it was a good day with loads of cake which Umar found to be great fun just to squeeze it all through his little hands.
Yes we finally did find something that works well with those little pudgy fingers of his. Looks like fun doesn't it? Go ahead, next time you have cake give it a try. Yea I know we aren't all one and I wonder if a soon to be 17 year old like me can get away with a cake squeeze. Yes you read it I finally decided to be 17 instead of my usual 16 this year. I figured at some point I have to grow up, not now of course, but at some point.
Not sure if I mentioned it before but Umar has a love for balls I personally think this is just a guy thing as all tend to have ball issues. Yea I can really go somewhere with that thought but this is a post about a child's b-day party I'll restrain myself. So considering his love of balls I got my boy a small ball pit. Which I might say I went to at least 5 stores to complete this task, what is wrong with Bahrain that they don't sell simple ball pits. During the weekend I was in Saudi and saw nothing but ball pits but didn't want to go through the trouble of bringing it back. HA!! Trouble? Two days latter I made my own with a choo choo train pop up play tent, foam mat squares and two 100 ct bags of balls from 3 different stores. He loved it!
Having several siblings there was no shortage of help for opening presents for a boy who at this point doesn't know what to do with it when put right in front of him. I must say I think he would have been perfectly happy just tossing around a wrapped preset for a bit as the bright colors of the toys-r-us paper was to his liking. In order to avoid the never ending fighting I decided the one who got the present would be the one to open it and that worked out well. Quick hands are also needed to get the paper away from the boy who tries to eat it.
Umar, even though I say is gifted, doesn't know how to read yet. So that was Leyna's job who loves to read books to Umar. Every time she gets a new library book from school she reads it to Umar, he has some terriffic big sisters. She does complain sometimes that he doesn't listen. Not that I have much sympathy in my response "Aggravating isn't it? Now you know how it feels when you don't listen to me!" Never miss a chance mothers to teach children how aggravating they can actually be. She hasn't given up hope that he'll listen to her and I hope that one day I'll be taking pics of him cuddling with his sister as she reads him a story that fascinates him and fills his imagination with wondrous possibilities.
A friend of mine made the cake which I was just going to go buy from a local store. I'm glad that she volunteered as the cakes here I'm not all that happy with. There are several things I miss in the states and nice creamy butter frosting that isn't too sweet is one of them.
She also made him a little blanket which I appreciate more than she knows. This would have been my mothers job, to make Umar a blanket. All of the children have had their own made special by Oma. One when they were born and one latter with their favorite characters on it or something special that personalized the blanket for them. Unfortunately Umar misses out on that and so much more that his Oma would have given him.
Hannah, my dear girl who is just like her Mama, was the photographer. She was serious about her job to. Eventually I would like to get her to take a photography class for I think she would enjoy it. Of course I have to get up and out and start using what I've learned in class. If only there were more hours in the day I could fit all my 'want to dos' in along with all the 'have to dos'.
Jihad was in charge of picking up wrapping paper and putting it in the trace. So not a glamorous job for him I'm sure. But I made it up to him by letting him light the candle, yes indeed I actually put Jihad in charge of fire and the house didn't burn down. Take note at the look on his face too!
As you see birthdays are a small family event. Nothing major, nothing expensive, nothing over the top. The Veiled Chef showed her love with a gift for her 'little man' although she wasn't able to be here. One might notice the absence of Mr. Man, yes he was busy working in Saudi. With five children I've learned long ago that Mr. Man isn't much into these events at all. He has shown for a few but not many. Not that he doesn't care but it just isn't something he was raised with and doesn't put much importance on it. The kids didn't mention his absence so it was normal for them. Now ladies don't get to hard or Mr. Man while I'm house hunting in the US. I think we should fill up the comment section with poor hard working Mr. Man who is so bogged down with work that he has to miss little Umar's party and how he just needs a rest. Time to enjoy his family.. in a new house, with some acres, loads of trees for plenty of shade, walk to a pond or creek for fishing, one floor house like he loves, and close to all the stores where the Mrs likes to shop.
Yes I'm ready to bribe for that sweetening up of Mr. Man with more pics of Umar and cake.
*ETA these are not Hannah's pics, she needs more than a class after I viewed them. She needs a miracle but we will get her there.
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