Amazing As Always

Soccer club was pretty cold this morning. Zero degrees and snow falling. Thankfully the kids play on a covered field.

Kenzo scored two goals. Osamu is getting there. He just loves chasing after the ball and kicking it. He doesn't care which way.

Eri was pretty exhausted after getting up at 4 a.m. to study for her internet marketing exam this afternoon, but when she came back she made crepes for the boys.

This was their first crepe experience, and they didn't miss a beat in joking around and calling them "grapes". Eri whipped up some fresh cream, skillfully fried the pancakes, and added colorful sprinkles and strawberries. Kenzo is a huge fan. Osamu not so much. Eri ended up eating a lot of leftover crepe.

The snow is partly melted in places that get direct sunlight, but it's still piled up pretty much everywhere you look. The park in front of our house is super shady all the time so the snow is still mostly pristine. A little snowman that some kids must've made is sitting on a bench. When I got back from walking in the late afternoon I already had it in my mind to take the boys out, but when I walked in the door and announced I was home Osamu came racing down the hall and exclaimed, "Papa! Can we play outside?!"

To which I answered with a loud "Yup!"

I got the sled out of the shed and we headed down the street and played until after the streetlights came on. Kenzo claimed he was scared when I pulled him fast on the sled but he was giggling with delight the entire time.

I told Eri I'd make dinner but she said she had already planned to make udon. I couldn't object to that plan. It was amazing as always. She even made a side of fried oysters.

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