Six years ago today according to the Jewish calendar, Lyra was born on the bathing room floor. The next morning, we planted a tree with her placenta in our backyard.
You know, that sounds weird even to me.
At any rate, today we celebrated her sixth birthday.
We made balloon decorations.
This came from a kit we bought at Linko-s, the office superstore. I think I might get a few to take home.
We baked a cake.
This was not as easy as you think it was. I began with my favorite white cake recipe.
Only I didn’t have corn starch. Or baking soda. Or sour cream. No problem, I found potato starch and baking powder at Chabad, and substituted cream that I brought with me to make icing. I didn’t have vanilla, so I substituted chopped up candy bars. And then I baked it in the combination microwave/convection oven we have here.
It worked. It doesn’t look like much, but it tasted pretty good.
We gave tzedakkah… but first we had to make a tzadakkah box. (Go ahead, guess where our guests were from). And we played with glow sticks.
Cloud Man brought out the cake,
and Sagitta took my marshmallow.
In honor of Tu B’shvat, our guests brought dates.
We pretended they weren’t the Dole brand. Seoul isn’t well known for its dates.
And how was your Tu B’Shvat?