Perhaps it has something to do with actually having a surprise party EVERY year. Next year will be different. Next year will be…Ok, so I can’t say it out now. Else, it’ll be beyond predictable. It’ll be totally “expected”.

This time around, we had homemade steamboat at his mom’s place. More like an all-you-can-eat buffet. I definitely can NOT be in charge of grocery shopping. Especially, when I haven’t had anything to eat the whole day. It looked like I was stocking up for a nuclear attack. Or filming the “Revenge of the Anorexics”.

Then came the cake selection. I wanted the blueberry cheesecake. His sister wanted the chocolate banana cheesecake. Sooooo…

We’re so out of control.

Look at the candles. He’s THAT old.

Armand. Everyone’s birthday is his birthday too.

Anyway, thank you friends and family for making this happen, yet again, although he kinda figured it out like a week ago. So much for my dreams on being a national spy. So not inconspicuous.

Happy Birthday again baby! I love you.

If I could use one word to describe her, it would be “crazy”. Entertaining nonetheless. One time I caught her frantically running in circles while telling her own shadow to stop following her. That’s normal right?

This year, we celebrated her birthday at Tony Romas, Cineleisure. Just a small birthday lunch among family members. I was really looking forward to snap some cool birthday photos but it was ridiculously hard to capture her on camera. Here are some shots taken when she kept still. Well, almost still.

Food. Pasta. Fries.

It’s her party and she can cry if she wants to. La la la la la.

Clever distraction before the cake arrives.

Tara’s cake. Bubbles from The Power Puff Girls.

She sees it.

She kills it.

She drowns it.

And she likes it!

She looks so cute handling the camera.

Happy Birthday Tara! Love you always.