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Osamu officially has the flu and he looks it, too. His temperature is around 39℃ and it's been a while since I've seen him so wiped out. He's always such a tremendously energetic boy. Under any circumstances. 

The poor guy was camped out on the living room floor all day and slept a lot, but at some point in the mid-afternoon right before Kenzo got home from school he barfed a couple of times and didn't quite make it to his trusty barf bucket so Eri had to wash the carpet and then after she took his temperature again and it was still hovering over 39 degrees she had no choice but give him fever medicine but the standard fever medicine in these parts for situations like this is in the form of a suppository and boy oh boy Osamu was not happy about that. I mean who ever is really? But a sick 6-year-old? And you're gonna put a what in my what?

But it worked.

And I was of no help. Whatsoever. 

I was up in my office on a Zoom call and when it was done I went downstairs to make some tea and quietly asked Eri how she was doing and she glared at me and motioned her head toward that sick little boy under his furry blanket on the rug with a capsule full of god-knows-what spreading good vibes in his bottom.

Kenzo bounced back from his tantrums over the last few days and we had some good talks tonight. He asked me who his mother-in-law is when we were drying off after bath time and I told him he won't have a mother-in-law until he gets married and that girl's mom will be his mother-in-law. We've touched on this subject before but for a little boy it's obviously hard to conceptualize. 

This all led him to a favorite topic of his: my father. After bath time and putting on pajamas and before we read the next two chapters of Charlotte's Web (only four more chapters left and Kenzo is on pins and needles because Charlotte told Templeton the rat that this is the last web she will spin and Kenzo caught that quick and was like why?) he says, "Tell me more about grampa Bela."

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