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The boys and I dropped Eri off at Izumi Chuo Station so she could go downtown and take an exam on using Excel. That was at 9 a.m. and soccer club doesn't start until 10. I thought about what to do and in the end we just headed to the soccer field early because there's a group of pretty cool dudes who use the space before us and Kenzo and Osamu love watching them play.


The big event today, however, was Christmas decorating. I did lights outside last weekend, but now that it's officially December we busted out the Christmas tree. The boys were looking forward to it so much. Osamu still thinks today and every day is Christmas, which I'm totally fine with.

I am very particular about how I do things and Eri is not. So I had to make sure and announce to everyone that papa was in charge of the Christmas tree project so unless it's an emergency please keep your pie hole shut.

There was a situation with the tree lights that nearly derailed everything. The prongs in the adapter that connects to the thing that plugs into the wall were out of whack. And of course it wouldn't be a proper family Christmas tree decorating party if this didn't cause some angst and irritation that resulted in papa sitting by himself with a screwdriver and mumbling to himself as he attempted to be an electrician.

And it was a pre-Christmas miracle that it all worked out. I fixed the adapter and we decorated and lit the tree.


I did a dramatic plugging in of the lights, kinda like Rockefeller Center, and the boys went "oooooohhhh" for about a minute and then returned to the sofa where they had paused Home Alone 2 on Netflix. 

I went outside to enjoy my handiwork.



Eri's Excel exam was online so she got the results immediately. She passed. 

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