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The Best Medicine

I am probably an irresponsible parent.

Kenzo got another letter from his friend Ibuki today.

It reads:

Underwear (slightly mistaken spelling but contextually it makes sense)
Poop
Fart

I know Ibuki's mother would be horrified if she knew this was the correspondence her son was engaging in, which impresses me because obviously Ibuki wrote this himself without help. That's pretty good. Kenzo can't do that yet.

The reason I am an irresponsible parent is because I am not calling Ibuki's mom. I think this is great. I love that Kenzo is trading letters with his friend. There was actually another letter in the same envelope that had a nice message once again saying how much Ibuki likes Kenzo.

Also, when Kenzo read this he laughed so hard he fell on the floor.

Actually, to be perfectly honest, Kenzo asked me to read it. The misspelled part at the top threw him off, as it did me (though I quickly realized what it was supposed to be), and he's not quite there with reading hiragana. He can recognize the characters, but reading words is just slightly beyond his grasp for now.

On a biased note, however, he was able to read on the calendar in English that papa has a haircut tomorrow.

Dinner time

When Eri left for her class at 14:50 the boys were settled in for a nap, and I had a solid thirty minutes of focus time before Kenzo came into my office and started "working" with me at my desk. After a bit he got restless and headed downstairs.

Osamu woke from his nap shortly after and I took a break to follow him downstairs to make sure he got his snack. He wolfed down some crackers and fruit jelly and was off to play with Kenzo in the living room as I went back up to my desk.

About forty minutes later I came down to do my regular check and something was up. I went to toss something in the trash and discovered a pile of cookie wrappers. I turned back to the boys. Kenzo just said that Osamu ate all the cookies. Osamu looked at me, his lip quivered for a second, and he burst into tears. He apparently opened up the snack drawer and ate pretty much everything that had a picture of Anpanman on it, which turned out to be quite a lot.

I headed downtown on the subway this morning to see my psychiatrist about my continuing anxiety issues. He prescribed some pills, but I still think walking is my best medicine.

Hirosedori in autumn colors

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