On Saturday morning, Baby Hui celebrated his B’day with his schoolmates in the class. His teacher advised him, to become a good & smart boy….after that...singing together… to blow up the candles….cutting the cake…then eat cake together….
Kissing...... from his teacher
Parcel.......
Cutting the cake.....
Ganache......he loved it......
Cutting the cake.....
Ganache......he loved it......
Please …shower him with all your prays ! Thanks Galz…..
Braja sing a song.... for him......
His teacher.....Bu Eem.....
His teacher.....Bu Eem.....
Although your face like a baby….but you are my Baby Hui, my son, Growing…growing up….like a handsome man…be a gentle….tough….nice boy…be a strong man….beloved your friends….in God’s hand….obey your parents…and this is what I say :
“Happy B’day Baby Hui…We love you so much….Yes you are” !
“Happy B’day Baby Hui…We love you so much….Yes you are” !
Come on Baby ….
Come to Mama….
This is your Opera…..
Without Tango Salsa….
Latino Pasta…..as you like it !
Come on..come on…..you can do it !
Come to Mama….
This is your Opera…..
Without Tango Salsa….
Latino Pasta…..as you like it !
Come on..come on…..you can do it !
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