Happy half-birthday to you, my sweet little Dragon baby, and happy last night of your lunar natal year. No six months have ever flown by so swiftly, so fatigue-foggedly, so stickily rich with joy. You have proven true every hyperbolic cliche about how much mothers love their babies. You have knocked me sideways and upside-down, you have overfilled my cup, you have addled my brain with love. I wish for your happiness harder than I have ever wished for anything.