my son is asleep
it’s time to enjoy a cup of coffee
on my half seat
Flying a long distance trip with a toddler is nothing but constant battle to make him stay in his seat. We took a flight from Los Angeles to Tokyo which is eleven hours, and he wanted explore everywhere in the airplane. I was a peak of exhaustion by taking care of him, and finally he fell asleep. Good thing is that the person next to him wasn’t complaining (Thank you!) and I had a time to sip a cup of coffee in peace. A quiet moment during the flight with a toddler.
A Luggage is to carry a kid
A stroller is to carry a backpack and his favorite piggy
And a kid’s hat is on my head
Traveling is fun, but traveling with “kids” could be challenging in many ways. One of things parents have to deal with is languages. My son loves to ride on a large luggage instead of on a stroller. He loves to wear a hat but for two minutes. Ending up, I wear his small hat, carry my son on the top of the luggage, then put a backpack and a piggy on the stroller. Traveling is so much fun!!
Daddy! Go faster!
We have a wagon to carry stuff to go to beach or to farmer’s market. It’s super useful and we put everything in that.
And not only putting bunch of stuff in the wagon, my son wants to ride on it, of course.
mommy is not a superhero
she gets sick, sometimes
and gets to stay in bed
Mother’s life is incredibly busy, and there is no time to stay in bed. And overworking makes mothers sick. However, this is the time mother finally gets to stay in bed. All mother needs rest, but it’s so hard to get it with kids and work.
A Little baby crow
Where is your mother?
We found an injured baby crow on the ground. He got blue eyes, and one of his legs seemed to be broken. Other crows were making noise around him and they were probably worrying about this little one. But they weren’t able to do anything to help him. Finally, we brought him to a veterinarian and they took the little baby crow for necessary care. We all hoped he get better and fly back to where he belongs.
A little handsome man with
red converse and a borsalino
I bought first pair of converse for my son when he was around 2 years old. He loved it and wore it everywhere. The shoes and a borsalino straw hat made him a fashionable little man.
You are a baby burrito
I am gonna eat you!
My son loves to play being wrapped up in a blanket. I call this play “Baby burrito” or “Baby tacos”. He rolls around with so much laughter. Simple play and simple happiness.
Doctor visit for one year and half old was a disaster. He cried and resisted everything what Dr. tried to do. It was just a regular check up, and nothing was hurting. But still, he wasn’t happy.
Before he was dashing
and after he became super cuddly Papa
I think Postpartum weight gain is not just for mothers, it happens to fathers. I am not sure why since a father doesn’t go though any physical stress by giving a birth. Well, it happened to my significant other, and Papa and his son have matching bellies.
Long, thin, tasty
and I can play with it, too?
Watching a little one eating noodle dish is just so much fun. (regardless of the mess you have to clean up later). They grab noodles, put them in their mouth, and strings of noodles are hanging from their mouth. By the end of the meal, it looked like a duck did an investigation in the bowl of noodle – The mess is beyond imagination.