Yes, back on the 21st of August, it really had been a whole six months since Anna was born, and turned our lives around for ever (in a good way). Irina’s parents, Walton and Assel and Igor & Natalya all popped round for the birthday girl’s celebratory meal (I’m assuming these events will gradually encompass a little more comprehension for the date’s importance in future years for Anna). Irina cooked another superb meal, and everyone seemed to have a good time.
From this point on, Anna will no longer be 1/60 of my age – the gap will be shrinking (proportionately speaking)!