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Kenzo got home from school and upon entering the front door announced that his friend Hidekazu was coming to play.

Obviously we need to set some expectations and rules. Even though Eri and I are of differing opinions and levels of excitement about the boys' friends coming over, them making plans without checking with mama and papa is not kosher.

Within minutes Hidekazu rang the doorbell. I opened the front door and he stepped in with his umbrella and asked where to put it, and when I took it and leaned it against the other umbrellas he politely announced a Japanese salutation that means please excuse me for entering and Kenzo came in and the play time began.

The rest of the afternoon is a blur with work and the boys and pick-ups and drop-offs. At some point Eri and Osamu went to Costco to get gas and do a little shopping and they came home with four boxes of boxed pinot noir. I noticed them stacked in the front hall and I gotta admit I was more than pleased.

While everyone was out I went down to the kitchen to grab a few Doritos and have a drink of water. I noticed there was a pan on the stove with something still simmering. Eri apparently had made an eggplant and pork stir fry for dinner. I grabbed a spoon and lifted the lid and had a taste. Or two.

Turns out that wasn't dinner. Dinner was curry rice. Eri made the stir fry because some stuff in the fridge was about to expire. I should've had more.

When Osamu got back he ran up to my office to show me what he learned at kindergarten sports club today.




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