We made soup.
It warms our hearts for cold days.
Frying vegetables, stewing them, and stirring with a scoop.
My son casts a spell.
"Be delicious. Be delicious."
It's amazing the spell really makes it very delicious.
Put milk and cream, and then taste it... ouch, blow to cool it down.
"Let me taste it, too"
"What do you think?"
"Hmm, taste fit for adults."
"..."

In the western sky yesterday, Venus and Jupiter and Crescent Moon lined up,
Just like one page of a wonderland story.

On the way back from kindergarten, I looked up into the night sky holding hands with my son.
My adopted mother used to tell me if we place hands together towards the crescent moon, money would come in.
She used to join her hands towards the sun.
This week's sunset is 4:28 pm.
Look up gently in the western sky.
You can see really beautiful twinkling Venus.

On a busy day with my being absent minded,
I wasn't paying attention to my son.
Just before falling asleep, my son whispered,
"Mommy, I have something to say to you."
"Yes?"
"Mommy's medicine is not working..."

For busy mothers, when your child acts like a baby, it's useful to give him/her a strong hug for ten minutes.
And then if you think about the universe looking up at the sky, it makes you a bit relaxed.
Please try it!

At the class meeting in kindergarten, the homeroom teacher announced to have a rice-cake making lesson and said, "please bring a hood and apron." "Where should we get them?", I asked.
Then I was told, "they said asking their mothers to sew them." And so I pulled out the sewing machine and did some sewing after a long time.
I remembered he was saying he likes to have red one, the same one with mine.
It looks like Mito-Komon though.
That's enough sewing them.

Then, I cooked, by cutting corners, octopus-look sausages bowl for breakfast.
But, he was really delighted.

We went to the nearest planetarium.
The first time for my son.
His parents thought of having a nap and the same for their son. But...
"Never fall asleep!"
Under his watch, we experienced planetarium.
And like this way, my son got fascinated with astronomy.
As you can imagine, he begged his father to buy him a telescope on the way back home.
As the sun set, Venus was glaring divinely in the western sky just like we saw it in the planetarium.
My son looking at it with his glaring eyes.
I wonder what we parents can do to help him not to lose this twinkle from his eyes.
In the mid-afternoon, he became friends with ET, even though he hasn't seen the movie.
The sunlight was falling on the place.
Outside, the mountains are covered with beautifully colored leaves.
So beautiful!
However, the visitors are us and two others only.
Definitely it's better than playing in the game arcade in the shopping mall.

We had mixed feelings but we got lucky!

My son laid a fart.
"He broke wind!", thought his mother.
My son seems having a think of something.
Son: "Mom"
Mother: "... (Here he goes)"
Son: "How come farts go somewhere?"
Mother: "What?"
Son: "How come farts disappear?"
But, from the beginning, we cannot see farts.

Mother: "Have you ever seen them farts? I haven't seen them though."
Son: "Because when we eat sweet potatoes, we lay a poot! You know it!"

Right!
Sound also exists.
There is no boundary between existing and no-existing, or visible and invisible.
I get it!

Nonetheless, poot...

Son: "What's the difference between Kappa and frogs?"
(Kappa is a legendary creature in Japan)
Mother: "..."
Son: "You know?"
Mother: "Kappa can stand up on its feet."
Son: "... Yeah."
Mother: "Frogs jump."
Son: "..."
Mother: "...(Is that alright?)"
Son: "You're right! They're different!"

Is it really alright explaining like this?
Tell me somebody!

I interviewed with Mr. Yamaori Tetsuo.
Yamaori-san's talk slides into my heart.
It's because his speech is coherent, avoiding difficult expressions.
I got the same impression when I met the late Mr. Kawai Hayao.
Something inspires me when I talk with great persons.
It's something creative or courageous.
Yamaori-san goes to bed at 9 p.m. and gets up at 3.
I guess it's a good idea to think of something before dawn because it avoids disjointed thoughts.
I like to shift my life to such a style!

Naomi-chan worked for "Suzaku" as a chief of the catering team.
Though she was a student of art college, she cooked for the staff of nearly 30 members.
Then the average age of the staff was 28.
Amazing!
Naomi-chan cooked lunch for us. Raising two kids, Naomi-chan only has a small amount of time for her own free time, till she goes pick up her kids.
Thank you for your precious time.
Besides, it's such a wonderful thing that Naomi-chan makes films.
It's not easy at all to manage to work as an auteur and mother.
Naomi was unbelievably great catering staff for "Suzaku."
She was as an assistant director and in charge of music for "Hotaru" as well.
At that time, we were all worn-out but highly ambitious...
We live in the present, holding those past memories as our treasure.
Naomi's lunch was so wonderful.
So grateful.

Mother, back to the kitchen!
And involved in cooking dumplings in the weekend.
My son doesn't like mixing Chinese leeks into ground meet, but his mother doesn't like seeing the color of meat-only dumplings.
What is worse, my son only eats the crusts of dumplings, so that his mom has to eat the fillings.
It's unreasonable but children have the upper hand in this kind of situations.
In the end, mother has to eat the dull, non-leek-in meat.
Nooo...

There is a bowling center in Nara I used to play in my young days.
The name is Asuka Bowl.
It's the building with a huge palm statue in bronze you can see from the Kintetsu trains.
Last weekend, I took my son to this reminiscent place...
It was quite impressive that nothing has changed!
And it also reminded me of my faint love.
My first crush was a neighborhood man some years older than me who worked part-time at the Asuka Bowl.
I was just a young teenager at that time. Mitsuki will reach the same year in ten years.
It might be better to save one's memories in one's mind, don't you think?
If all our wishes make true, they would not bring us happiness.
If we keep hoping them, they would bring us affection...
I've just remembered such a feeling.

Getting up this morning, my son told me to become a pro bowler.