Jubi and Barney

Jubi's second birthday came and went so quickly.

If not for photographs, I'd almost forgotten how she looked like as a bald, toothy baby.

Looking through those old baby photos makes me sad - she had left babyhood so quickly, and soon, like me, she'll grow up. Now I understand why my dear mother appeared so upset when I told her I was going to marry. It meant her baby had grown up.

Looking through those old baby photos also reminded me of the grim meaning of mortality. When Jubi was one, my beloved greatgrandmother still existed. Now she is two, and my chor chor lies within a little urn in church.

Anyway, enough about all these depressing mumbo-jumbo. Check out what happened at her birthday.

The Romance of Jubi and Barney.

It was the wee one's second birthday on Sept 19, 2009. And her indulgent parents had prepared a mega birthday bash involving a 1.5kg Barney (her favourite character) cake, and .. a surprise.

More than 30 family members turned up with presents, which of course, delighted the wee one. All was fine and dandy, until...

Barney popped out (yep, that's Gary in that fake pirated suit which he rented for a cool 100 bucks) from the laundry room, and scared the living daylights out of the little girl.

We thought she would be so delighted that she would immediately run and hug her favourite purple dinosaur. What a mistake, as you can tell from these pictures.

Thanks to her father, she had nightmares, and clung to my arm like a koala while she slept that night.

Now, she no longer dares venture into the laundry room alone.