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Brewdog

Eri is secretly entering me into a drawing to win beer.

I was getting cans and bottles ready to put out for recycling tomorrow and I noticed this postcard in the front hall. What caught my eye was that it's addressed to someone named Brewdog. One of Eri's curious hobbies is entering mail-in drawings. She's actually won a lot of stuff over the years, though she's embarrassed to have people find out she does it.

This time she wrote to this beer company. I guess they probably put an ad out somewhere saying they're accepting postcards for a big drawing to win beer so write in and say why you want to drink our beer. She even signed it from me.

I feel loved.

Eri also likes to quietly decorate the house in discreet ways. I was standing in the kitchen and noticed this little piece of Halloween flair.

I don't even know when she did that. But I love it. The boys love it, too. I wonder sometimes what they're going to remember about their childhood when they're grown up and sharing their lives with their friends.

It was one of those evenings when I had my work schedule relatively clear of meetings and Eri was off from her career class, so I could sneak out for a final walking break at sunset. 


When I got back I only had about thirty minutes left on the clock, and after a dose of brisk autumn Sendai evening air I made the most of it and slid into dinner time and bath time and story time with the boys with particular intensity.

For some reason right when I was tucking him in Kenzo decided he wanted to take a picture. A nice picture.

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