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As Insane As Papa

Eri was like, "See? When I'm in a bad mood, I go out and get something delicious, and you benefit." She was in a bad mood because the boys' morning behavior got to her. Kenzo has been especially rebellious of late.

A little after noon, she asked if I had eaten. When I said no, she asked if I wanted lunch. I told her I’d eat if it was there, but if not, no worries, I could take care of myself. She doesn't always have to cook for me, as I always reiterate.


Then she revealed that she had gone out and picked up yangnyeom chicken and this crazy good kale salad from Selva. She even plated it all fancy. For lunch.

Kenzo likes me to drive him to the bus stop because he likes listening to music. Today, his picks were Don't Dream It's Over by Crowded House (again), Mr. Blue Sky by ELO (again), and, on the way home, Bad Day by Daniel Powter (again). He has started learning the lyrics to Mr. Blue Sky and nervously sings out loud in the front seat of the car on the way to the bus stop. I sing like a mad person while I drive the boys places, so maybe Kenzo is testing out what it's like to be as insane as papa.

I brushed my teeth in the bath specifically so I could hug and kiss Eri in front of the boys at bedtime. I even trimmed my beard. More and more, I believe that what they see matters far more than what they’re told. I want them to know that Mama and Papa love each other and that we love them.

fully loaded mentaiko on rice... Eri knows 

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