I Enjoyed it More than She Did

Last Sunday, we celebrated Saab's 1st birthday through a ballerina-themed party. It was nice seeing other people than me wearing tutus and ballet shoes. I got the idea from the thought that I want Saab to be a ballerina someday or any other sport or passion she wants to pursue- I just wanted her to be better than me. What I mean by that is I want her to have passions better than what I was passionate about when I was a kid--tamagochi, spiders, pokemon text cards, and cartoons. I want her to be passionate about dancing, singing, painting--just anything better than what I had, hence the ballerina-themed party. 

So, Saab was a bit grumpy that day. I don't know if it is because the dress she was wearing or because she didn't have enough sleep or food that day. One thing's for sure: I enjoyed the party more than she did. I rented face painters and a photobooth service among others. The cake, despite the initial disappointment about how it looked like and how small it was when we picked it up, surprisingly tasted great. The tutus I made for me, Saab, and for some other people looked nice and it was actually really fun to dress up like a ballerina at least at one point in your life, right? You see how excited I am in talking about these? No? Okay. Let the pictures just speak for themselves of how much I enjoyed Saab's first birthday more than she did:

See my DIY ballerina costume? I enjoyed wearing them very much
but apparently, people who stand beside me in photo ops or any
other instances didn't because I was 'itchy' to be beside at.

She's watching the clowns and you can see in her face how boring the clowns were
that day. If she could only talk, she's tell them to shut up but all she could do for now are smirks.
Poor kid.

She did enjoy the part where we gave her marshmallows. And that was it. 

Even the blowing of the candle was something I had fun doing more than she did.

Saab was given a lot of things to munch on during photo ops just so
she'd not throw tantrums. Still, no smiles were given that day. Sorry

Again. No smiles.

Thank goodness I have best friends whom I can share the  sort of embarassing
act of wearing tutus. But hey, we all looked adorable, right? 

Face paintings were not just for kids.

Oh, she did enjoy seeing these gifts on the bed--well just because she has something
to step on and it looked like a mountain to climb, too.

All in all, I think I succeeded in planning and executing Saab's birthday party because a lot of other people enjoyed the party as much as I did. Which brings me to the idea and frustration of putting up an events management business. If I had one, I will hire my brother and a friend of mine to do the photobooth and photo coverage services. I will hire my tita Myla for all the balloon twisting. I will hire my tita Liezel for the catering services specializing in desserts. I will be the overall consultant for parties, weddings, and other events. Hey, anyone who's got money for capital can join, too. Who's with me?

Maybe Saab really didn't enjoy the party. But that's okay. Maybe someday, when she sees all of these pictures, when she reads all of the birthday greetings, and when she reads my birthday blog post for her, she'd think that she had an awesome first birthday party. :)