Conrad was born six months ago today. We celebrated by giving him bananas and rice cereal. Maybe we should have done something more, but there’s not much special you can do for a six-month old. He already does whatever he wants, assuming we can figure out what it is. Bonnie said we should have made him half a cake, but then we just would have had to puree it. And who wants pureed cake?
I’ve said from the start of this blog that I didn’t want to repeat tired cliches as though they were novel insights. But it seems like only yesterday that he was born, and at the same time it’s hard to imagine the world before he was in it. We are very, very lucky.
