I love our Bijou Bungalow. There is nary a day when I wish we were living in a humungous mansion. Until yesterday of course, when we had over 30 teenagers over for Beloved Son & Amirah aka Kelly's joint do and bijou felt terribly bijou. Last year we organised a "Teen Olympiad" for the same bunch of kids and we had cute and disciplined games. But my goodness have they all grown in a year! This year Beloved Son turned 15 so we thought a Bouncer Pool Slide would suffice for general merriment. We were TOO right. We had swimming and bouncing and sliding and raucous behaviour from 2pm until 10pm. By that time Bobby and I were ready to move into the Empire for the night.
I had a mini heart attack everytime someone went Wheeeeeeeeee! Even the Genie looked nervous.
The Blue Verandah was an oasis of wet towels and clothes.
Next year we're all going BOWLING.
Happy Birthday My Sweets!!
We bought Beloved Son a set of drums for his birthday (I am regretting this as I type). Of course it added to the level of sasau-ness (that's rowdiness in my lingo). Saturday was also Ilham-Bear's 2nd Birthday and just like his daddy, he did so enjoy the drums!
Happy Birthday Ilham-Bear The Little Drummer Boy
We had 9 teenage boys sleep over...on Sunday, I woke up way too early to sounds of the Bouncer Pool Slide starting up again @@ <-- And from my bed I did an eye-roll to the Heaven's above.
If that's not the cutest little drummer boy I've ever seen, I'll eat Zimmie's drumsticks :) Thanks for the video post, Ilham Bear's father is puffing with pride!
Posted by: inny-pooh | Tuesday, 16 January 2007 at 04:23 PM
i like your bijou bungalow too :-)
liking the posts and pics.
very nice.
Posted by: noble sinner | Tuesday, 16 January 2007 at 01:28 PM