
On the way to Okinawa. We had six seats all to ourselves. Like always, Akari was in heaven to have both of our undivided attention for hours.

Sporting her new Okinawan shirt.

In the hotel room. There was a big mirror that she spent a large amount of time in front of. We will spare her the embarrassment of showing the pictures where she is making out with her image in the mirror.


This baby backpack made the trip a whole lot better than it would have been if we had only brought a stroller. We could pretty much go anywhere we wanted.

In the glass-bottomed boat. She enjoyed it a lot.

She would crawl up to these windows, use them to stand up, her hands would slip on the sweaty glass and she'd smash her face into it. The view was so attractive, that she repeated this over and over.

I don't know how many times I heard people say, "The baby's holding the umbrella. How cute." Even in languages I couldn't understand, I could tell they were saying it.
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