Continued from the previous article; He is worried about his own future.

My son, who is 8 years old, said that he was worried about his own 'career & marriage.' I said, "You don't have to worry about it right now because you are so young." But he wouldn't withdraw.

He said, "When I got to be in the third grade in April, you said, "You are already in the thrid grade! It seems like just yesterday you were a little tiny baby! It's just like the proverb Time flies like an arrow." SO, you might say when I reach the age of 30, "You are already 30 years old! It seems like just yesterday you were a little tiny baby ...."

Oh, that's a good point. I am so glad to know that he has gained that wisdom from his experience.
He has grown up enough to point out my inconsistencies. Good job, honey!

"So... what kind of girl would you like to marry? Maybe beautiful, kind & smart... like your Mom?" I asked teasingly.
"Yes, I'd like to find somebody like you, Mom! But there's no one like you in my class. Besides, you've already got married to my Dad, so..."
"Don't worry, sweetie. I bet that you'll find a beautiful, wonderful, excellent girl like "me" in the near future. I swear. But if you find that girl, you have to make her love you. That's so difficult. If you'd like her to love you, you have to become a very attractive man. In order to do so, at first, you have to stop being a picky eater. Do you understand?"

He replied, "Oh, come on. Not again! I hates to hear the complaints about picky eating. Well, forget my worries. It's about a far-distant future, right?" The talk was over.

I don't know if he's still worried about his own future. I just hope that he will be able to meet the right woman and to have a happy life with her in the future.




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When my son & I took a bath together, my son said anxiously, "I am worried about a few things."
"Tell me what makes you worry, honey," I said.
He started to talk about his own worries. "First, about my carrer. I wonder if I will be able to work at the office, because I don't know how to get there. I haven't got on a train alone, I don't know what to say to my collegues."
I was about to burst into laughter, but I saw his very serious face and I tried very hard not to laugh at his remarks.
"Second, about my marriage. I don't think I'll be able to find somebody I could marry. Because it is so hard to say, "I love you. Would you marry me?" I'm too shy to say such embarrassing words. "

Wow, carrer & marrige, that's very serious problems!

I started to soothe him, saying, "Now you are only eight. You have about 14 years by the time you start to work. Assuming that you get married to a girl when you are 30 years old, you have 22 years to find Miss. Right. See? You don't have to worry about it at all, at least right now. You are SO young!"

However, he wouldn't withdraw.

To be continued...




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My daughter, who is 4 years old, is really interested in makeup. When I put on my makeup in front of the mirror, she leans over to me and stares at "her Mom in the mirror."

Yesterday morning, as usual, she watched me putting on makeup. She held up a powder puff and asked, "Can I use this one?" "Sure, go ahead," said I, and then she started to powder her face with the puff. She kept powdering & powdering. She seemed to enjoy it. Maybe she felt as if she is an adult.

She wanted to put on red lipstick （口紅）. But I didn't let her use it. She sometimes sucks her thumb when she is sleepy. So if she puts rouge on her lips, her thumb might get red and her outfit might get dirty with rouge. It's so hard to remove rouge from clothes, you know.

"You are a kindergartener. So you can't wear red lipstick. If you want to put on something on your lips... How about this?" I showed her a transparent & colorless chapstick （リップクリーム）.
"Oh, I love that!" she said, and she started to use that chapstick. She put so much chapstick on her lips that her lips shone too brilliantly.
"Do I look pretty?" she asked. "You're so beautiful like a princess!", I answered.
She looked so satisfied with my answer. She kept watching herself in the mirror for a while.

She is so young that her skin is very smooth & clear. Her cheeks feel like marshmallow. When I look at her face, I automatically touch her cheeks and brush my cheek with hers. So soft & comfortable...

She doesn't have to put on makeup at all, but she really wants to. On the other hand, considering my age, I HAVE TO put on makeup especially when I go out. But truth be told, I don't like makeup. I sometimes want to wash my face with cold water, which really refreshes me. But if I wear makeup, I can't wash my face. I hate that.

I envy the smoothness of her skin very much. It's good to be young... and when I look at myself in the mirror... sigh...




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When I was about to start writing a piece for my blog this morning, the door bell rang. That was my father. He brougnt some food to me. He said, "How have you been?" "Same as usual." I replied.
Since my voice was a little husky, he asked, "Do you have a cold? Are you okay?" I said with a smile, "I have a touch of cold, indeed. But that's not serious. You don't have to worry about it. Thank you."

He said, "Your mother attends a meeting in the neigborhood. So I thought that I would visit your place for a little talk. And I have to deliver these items." He showed some packed curry & soup to me. "Someone sent them to us yesterday. Those looked delicious. We thought your family should have them."

We talked a few hours. He talked about my mother, brother, sister, and my niece & nephew. I talked about my family, like, "My husband is too busy to sleep well." or "My son & daughter is always fighting over little things."...

He listened to me with a big smile on his face. He might remember some events in my childhood. Although I am already late 30s, I am still a girl for him. Now that I am a mother of two children, I understand his feelings. Even if my son & daughter become fine adults, probably I will see them as tiny little cute children. I will remember his crying face or her angry face in their childhood.

After talking, he stood up and said, "Take care. You'd better get rid of your cold ASAP. You are a mother. If you are laid up with a cold, your children won't be able to eat anything."
"I know. I will be careful not to make my cold worse. I promise."
"Okay, good." He left my house contentedly. I waved good-bye to my father outside the front door. I thought we should talk like this once in a while. He is my father and I am his daughter. We cannot change the truth now and for the rest of our lives. Thank you for visiting my place, Dad. Take care!




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It was a parents' visiting day this Sunday. My husband, daughter & I went to the elementary school and watched my son sing songs & play the Pianica (keyboard harmonica). Their performances are really excellent. I was very prond of my son.

My son was given a compensatory day off (Dai-kyu) the next day. He seemed so happy ever since morning. "You don't have to go to school today. Is that why you are that happy?", I asked him. He replied, "I don't have to go to school. That's one of the reasons I am happy. But the best thing for me is the fact that we, I mean, Mom & I, are all alone after my sister goes to kindergarten."

He continued.
"We are all alone, two alone, Mom! If we go out for shopping, it's like a date! Sounds so fun! I'm so happy to have a date with you."

Then we drove to the shopping center in the neighborhood. While we were shopping, my son wanted to hold hands with me. I said, "Your classmates might see us walking hand in hand. Is that all rigth with you? Don't you feel ashamed?" He said, "I don't care. Because I'm so sure EVERYONE loves their mom. I'm not ashamed or embarrassed at all if someone sees us holding hands happily."
Walking along the aisles between the shops, he was singing, like, ♪ Two alone, it's so fun! Two alone, it's so fun! ♪

Every day, he can't keep his mom to himself, since his sister is always beside his mom. I realized how lonely he feels when he have to share his mom's love with his own sister.

I put my arm around his shoulder and said, "I love you the best, my dear." He smiled happily and said, "I love you the best, Mom, of course!"

Our first date was so fabulous. I thought it's a good thing to have a date like this once in a while. I decided to try to find such oppotunities in the future. I know he won't walk side by side with me if he becomes a junior high school student. How many more dates can we have until then? We don't have much time, we're running out of time.



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