Skip to main content

Wild Salad

Hidekazu came over crying. His grandma brought him in her car. His mom informed him that on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, when Kenzo has Friends Club, it's not good to come over and play. He was upset because up to now it's been a relative free-for-all of playtime and now there are some new rules. Eri talked with his grandma and everything seems to have been worked out. They've got a play date tomorrow at 3-Chome Park and Hidekazu's mom is coming so she and Eri can talk about setting expectations for the boys.

Eri informed me early that she was gonna make taco rice for lunch. She knows I have a random schedule these days, especially when it comes to lunchtime. Sometimes it's early, sometimes late, sometimes no lunch break. She asked me around 9 when I "officially" started work what time would be good to have lunch together.

Because of today's meeting schedule we did lunch at 11, and it was delish.


I'm not sure when or how "taco rice" got into my consciousness, but from time to time I encounter it. I think it's a Japanese thing. It's basically everything you would put into a Mexican taco, but on top of rice. I mentioned loco-moco to Eri and she said oh yeah a fried egg on top would've been good too.

Eri went to the elementary school to have a meeting with Kenzo’s teacher. Apparently he’s not a good dancer. But he is good at writing and math.

Kenzo brought home a weird purple keychain and a fancy eraser yesterday and he said that his teacher gave them to him. Of course Eri was skeptical so she asked his teacher today at their meeting and of course she said she had no idea about it. So Kenzo got in trouble. He seems to have scooped up the items off the floor of his classroom and claimed them as his own instead of putting them in the lost and found basket like he's supposed to.

He's learning.

He'll be returning the items tomorrow and apologizing to his teacher. I'm curious how that will go.


Walking down the hill for my late afternoon break I noticed the grass in Ryokuchi Park was freshly cut. It smelled like a wild salad. 

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Not About Baseball

I stayed up past my bedtime again last night. I almost made it. I watched a couple of episodes of Ted Lasso and came to a good stopping point where I was satisfied with myself for enjoying some quiet TV time with my favorite show and even though it was after midnight, I was confident I could still get a pretty good night's sleep.  But no. For some reason I decided it would be a good idea to just lay on the living room carpet and put on a movie. I saw the first seven or eight minutes of Goodfellas and then I woke up when the end credits were rolling with Sid Vicious' is cover of My Way . I brush my teeth and I can see the light of day already shining in through the bathroom window. "It’s almost the longest day of the year," I told myself, to at least rationalize why I'm brushing my teeth and crawling into bed at this hour. I was trying to minimize the mental anguish I regularly put on myself for not just going to bed like I should. I told Eri that I was thinking a...
Post a Comment
Read more

Overpriced Highball for the Big Guy

I keep falling asleep at my desk and waking up all groggy and surly in the middle of night, stumbling downstairs to brush my teeth without waking anyone, and slinking back up the steps and into bed. So I was the last one up again this morning, but I made up for it by quickly getting ready and taking the boys out on a Sunday morning walk to look for bugs. Kenzo has been particularly keen on capturing another lizard. He doesn't understand that lizard season is ending and those guys are becoming more and more rare. He got his hopes up when we came across a little one walking up some woodsy steps. After that we took a break. Eri's sister and her husband stopped by to grab the car seats that the boys just graduated from. Their little girl Emika is just now big enough to start using one and next spring she's gonna have a brand new baby brother or sister who will also need a car seat, so the timing worked out nice for all of us. Emika apparently loves Thomas the Tank Engine (who d...
Post a Comment
Read more

Mr. Blue Sky

Man, I conked out so hard on the living room floor tonight. Right after bath time, before story time. I barely remember. Completely exhausted. Big adventure day. Another in a long series I hope the boys will remember when they’re older... our first IMAX movie, a downtown city outing, and some life lessons in the game center. We left the house at 9:15 a.m. and didn’t get back until nearly 6 p.m., totally spent but full of pizza and memories. The Wild Robot in IMAX was totally stunning. The scale, the colors, the sound. We could feel every gust of wind and rustle of leaves. I made sure we had prime seats, row G, right in the center. Two big buckets of popcorn too, which, according to Kenzo and Osamu, I  absolutely should not  be sharing. “You should get your own!” they kept saying. I think a little bit of popcorn thievery is well within my rights as the papa. After the movie, we headed through the cold and wind across to the game center on the other side of Sendai Station. Being...
Post a Comment
Read more