Today, we had Evelyn's first birthday party. It's hard to believe she is one year old already, but then there were times I thought this year would never end. We are very thankful for our little Evelyn joy, who has brought a lot of joy (and a lot of sleepless nights) to our lives this year. Planning a party at home can be a little stressful. Planning a party in a new culture can be just scary, at least for me. You think you are figuring things out, then something happens to totally bewilder you. For example, Indians eat everything with their hands. Hot food, cold food, dry food, saucy food, even sticky food ... or so we thought. Then the other night we ordered pizza, sat down with an Indian friend to eat it and he said, "Can I get a fork and knife?" What? Yes, they don't eat pizza with their hands. Anyway, the party went... and here are some pictures:
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| Cora's present to Evie. Pointing is one of Evie's favorite things to do. |
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| "You got me a stool! I love it." |
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| Evie's first motorcycle, a gift from a local friend. |
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| "I like driving." |
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| We used to call Hareesh our friend-driver-language tutor-general helper-rip-off consultant. But actually, he's our friend-driver-language tutor-general helper-rip-off consultant-party decorator. |
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| I guess I'll claim them as mine. |
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| We had a confetti bomb. Fun, but hard to clean up, especially without a vacuum cleaner. |
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| We had a tea time party (4:00) and served samosas, Shawarma, and of course Chai. |
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| Some boys from our flat enjoying the cake. |
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| Jay is usually the biggest one around here, but not when Jayaraj is present. |
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| "It's all about me." |
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| Evie was surprisingly neat with the first piece of cake in her life. |
