“I want to eat the Happy Birthday Cake!” Irfan begged for hours after seeing the number three-shaped vanilla cake with the Tigger-esque toon on it. He wasn’t getting it until everyone arrived of course. There were, yet to arrive, his Mak Long and Ayah Long, and his Cik Eda and her roommates. So all day long, he staked out the cake box on the dinner table.
More than once, you’ll see this happening and then the cry in the background, “IRFAN!!!”
The box opens, much to Irfan’s delight.
The cake had support by french fries, chicken curry, roti jala, chicken fingers and watermelon.
Finally it was time to cut the cake. Irfan goes nuts.
Irfan cuts the cake, aided by his parents. You can just see how happy he was.
Now, Irfan’s probably thinking, “Wait! Why is the cake going to other people? I wan’t one.”
And he lived happily ever after.
Happy 3rd birthday, Irfan.