Last night as we were wrapping up story time in the living room and getting ready to head upstairs to the boys' bunk bed Kenzo said, "Hey papa, I cut the cheese... and something happened."
And it turns out something did indeed happen. He pooped his pants a little. No biggie. Kind of a bummer for me to clean, but I made sure to let Kenzo know, and of course Osamu was listening as well, that it happens. Poor guy.
I laughed a lot later when I told Eri about it. We both did.
Tonight when the boys pulled up to the dinner table for their curry rice I put on some music, as I like to do. Pretty soon "Here Comes the Sun" by The Beatles comes on. I was standing in the kitchen drying dishes and Osamu goes, "Papa, is this song called 'Here Comes the Sun'?" That's exactly how he asked me and I wish I recorded it.
I responded with, "Yes it is Osamu boy. How did you know that?" I was genuinely curious.
"Because he said it." Referring of course to George Harrison.
Touché.
After the runaway success of the treasure hunt yesterday the boys requested it again today. The problem was I was having a busy day at work and Kenzo did his "non-nap" again and came downstairs where I was working at the dining table again. I was expecting both of them to sleep at least until my afternoon meetings were done at four.
Per Kenzo's request, plus Eri's advice that I also add lollipops to the treasure hunt today for reasons that I am certain I will find out later, I hid 10 of his finger puppets from grandma all over the house. Before hiding them I took a picture of all the "treasures" to show him what he's looking for. Like a ransom photo.
I was only able to hide half the stuff before the boys woke up and my meeting started. So Osamu, by virtue of his post-nap grumpiness, opted to just take his lollipop without the fun of "hunting" for it.
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