Thank You M'Lady

After teeth brushing time every night the boys line up to get a drink of water before heading upstairs to their room for story time and lights out. Tonight I was pouring water into the freshly washed pink communal water cup and Kenzo puts his hands out, takes the cup, and says, "Thank you m'lady."

I'm beyond trying to figure out where he gets this stuff.

Then Osamu, ever the little brother, gets his turn for water. He takes the cup and says, "Thank you poor lady." 

Usually Kenzo gets annoyed at Osamu's attempts to copy him, but this one made him laugh pretty hard.

Today Osamu had his second kindergarten open house day, so Eri rode the bus with the boys. 

Tomorrow is Kenzo's big day so mama gets to ride the bus two days in a row. Back in the spring I went to open house and Osamu cried in my lap the entire time while all the kids in his class read stories, sang songs, and generally listened to poor Rinka-sensei as she did her best to get through the morning with 30 parents sitting there judging her. 

Apparently Osamu did a good job this time around.

It's been almost two years since I started working from home. I really didn't take to it very well at the beginning. It's weird because I am pretty adaptable to most things, but adapting to being in my house was a bridge too far.

One of the things that was a sudden and uncomfortable change was lunch. At the company I always got the lunch boxes they ordered. It was a cheap, mostly tasty, reliable meal. At home it became a crap shoot. I was so uncomfortable and nervous about working from home that there were many days I didn't eat lunch. I had so much anxiety about so many things that I either forgot to stop and eat or I just didn't have any appetite.

Luckily I got used to it, and these days, even though the anxiety is still a problem, I enjoy lunch time. Sometimes when Eri is here she makes me something. Yesterday she whipped up a delicious yakisoba lunch, which I ate at my desk so I could keep my work momentum going. I need to stop doing that and eat lunch with her at the dining table, especially since I'm having neurotic anxiety about my mortality. Maybe I'll write about that next time. 

Today was one of those days where I tapped into my salty guilty pleasure of instant ramen and steamed pork buns with hot mustard. Instant ramen has come a long way since Top Ramen. Today's miso ramen was a spicy treat. And I found the steamed pork bun when I was foraging in the freezer like a racoon. There's a whole bag of 'em. If you come over I'll nuke one for ya.