Just some of the highlights in photos…
We had plenty of grub on the table (BIG Thank U’s to all the closet cooks!) and we were glad that everyone was hungry so that was good.
Due to a lack of electrical socket outlets, we couldn’t have a boom box playing reggae all nite. Instead, we had Mike Jackson songs courtesy of some kind soul’s MP3 player. In the meantime, while waiting for the meats to go from raw to well done, a bunch of us jumped into the pool, had too much fun on the slides at the kids’ pool and chilled out in the jacuzzi. Later, there was plenty of entertainment provided by Claudinho and his unsuspecting victims…it was our version of Saturday Night LIVE.
As usual, we left the cake design to our ever creative baker, Playmobil (a.k.a Debbie), (http://roomfordessert.com.sg) who once again amazed us with another brilliant idea.Then there were the usual speeches starting with our 4-year-oldie, Giraia (who had no problem giving impromptu speeches with his debating background) and our youngest capoeirista (future überbabe) present, Rapoxinha, got to blow out the candles after MUCH persuasion.
We had our cake and we ate with great relish, remembering that it’s been FOUR years since Claudinho hopped onto our shores and we’ve been humbled, awed and thankful to God that our boundaries have fallen on pleasant pastures.
