For the emperor's big day, I conspired with my MIL to surprise him with a homemade birthday cake. I put two and two together and came up with the bright idea to make sweet potato huat kway. Since MIL is so into her huat kway-making phase now and my babi is a such huge fan of sweet potato, well, you get my drift lah.
TA-DAAH!! Presenting my babi's birthday cake (completely unfindable anywhere else)...
It was supposed to be a surprise and I already pakat with MIL and FIL to keep it hush-hush so that we could present it to him, birthday candle and all. But big-mouth BIL had to blow the secret by announcing to my babi the minute he flounced in through the front door. "Aye, they made birthday cake for you leh." *slaps forehead* DUH!
Birthday presents. Who can do without them? No one, that's who. Despite my babi's violent protests that no pressies were required, blah blah, I could just tell that he did not mean one word of it. Like any other pressie-hungering moorwen, he was just gagging for me to bestow upon him an awe-inspiring gift that would prove just how deep my love for him is. Kekekekeke! After all, why would anyone keep hinting a month before his birthday..."Aye, don't buy for me anything ah. Really leh, I don't need anything." Ingenious. LOL!
I mean, seriously, can you say no when your hubby makes this face at you...
....while standing in the midst of some very fine watches at Dickson? Ok ok, so I caved in to my babi's sad puppy eyes and dropped some serious dough on his birthday pressie. I mean, can any softhearted woman say no to a face like this? I think not lor.
So I whipped out my plastic and handed it over for Babi's much-lemmed-for BALL watch. Akan datang for a pic on this bank-breaking investment. It's ok...all I have to do is eat giam pia and grass for remaining months of 2009. About time I went on a diet anyway. Besides, anything for my moorwen is worth it. :p