Boring Papa/Fun Mama

About fifteen minutes before my alarm clock went off Osamu came bursting into the bedroom and announced, "Papa, there's big snow!"

I sat up and looked out the window and confirmed Osamu's weather report.

I followed him downstairs and he and Kenzo were loving the coziness of the hot carpet while looking out the window at the falling snow, which lasted all day. Aaaaaallllll day. Snow snow snow nonstop for about 18 hours.

I used the snow brush to get the car ready for Eri and the boys to set off for the bus stop, but when Eri got back and I was already starting my work day she set about shoveling snow off the driveway. That's my job. I kinda failed today in that department.

I had to go see my psychiatrist to get my crazy pills refilled. It was snowing pretty good so I decided to take the bus instead of walking to Izumi Chuo. The bus was over 30 minutes late. I should've just walked.

After going downtown and back on the subway I decided to walk home. I had on my snow boots and was bundled up properly. I took a picture on the pedestrian overpass while crossing the Route 4 Sendai bypass road. This is looking north toward Tomiya, Osaki, and eventually Ichinoseki and beyond.

On the way home I stopped by the drugstore to get some cold medicine. I don't have a cold. Eri didn't want to go to school in this weather so she needs a receipt for medicine to use when applying to get her absence ok'ed.

Which is why the boys were so excited. Instead of boring papa working from the dining table they got fun mama taking them outside to play in the snow, even after they did snow play at kindergarten.

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