Six Months Old

Last weekend Elena turned six months old. We decided to take her out of Hiroshima on her first real trip out of the city, and drove up to the Japan Sea coast to a cottage we’d rented for a day. A nice, relaxing time for the whole family ensued. I was really into the whole Cosby Show family vibe going on--with not a trace of irony for once. We also had a cake (see below). Elena was asleep when we sang happy birthday to her, but that didn’t stop us from doing it.


Before returning the next day, I took the initiative and dipped our wriggling daughter’s left foot into the seawater. This is my tradition to mark an auspicious occasion or place. Turns out that Lady E. didn’t like it very much and promptly started wailing. But…plenty of time in the future for her to get used to the invigorating ocean spray and the salty water embrace! She is, after all, only six months old.

Lennon and McCartney said it best:
They say it's your birthday
We're gonna have a good time
I'm glad it's your birthday
Happy birthday to you.

Sweet 6-month old, our Lady E.