Saturday, December 5
So, turns out that three kids are more than two kids. Who would have thought?
In Japan, women and newborns aren't to leave the house for a month after the birth. So all those kind people who saw me waddling around two weeks ago with a big belly now come up to me with Colette in the sling and asks if she is one or two months old? Then they make some explanation to themselves about how American women are different from Japanese women. Interesting cross-cultural experiences had by both sides.
That sling I mentioned? I made it while I was in labor. Soft blue cord and grey fleece.
It makes life with a newborn and two kids much, much easier.
I've been taking care of business. There is a lot of paperwork to get in order to apply for Colette's passport. A lot.
Five more days of grad classes until I get a month off. During which time I must. study. Japanese.
Six more school days until Sebastian and Jason join me on winter holiday. Then a week later Nagasaki and Fukuoka for that passport of Colette's. Her picture will be so out-dated so quickly. And I thought the boys were young when they got their passports.
It's windy. Terribly so. Houseshaking winds (though to be fair, our house is kinda wimpy so it doesn't take much to shake it). Luckily, today I fit into my jeans. Yes, my size *ahem* jeans that I wore last winter. No more layers of summer dresses over what are actually pajama pants. Womanly elements are returning. Like the desire for a haircut. Which is due in part to the winds. See how the cycle works?
Sebastian keeps himself occupied these days reading. In Japanese. Whole books. Then writing. He's working on English too but Japanese is what he needs first for school. He's excited about Nagoya now. He wants the black backpack, the fancy pencil case. And then there's the music element. He wants to take piano lessons. Then guitar.
And Spanish lessons. He has discovered the joy of learning.
And Nico? Well, he's still our resident mischief maker. There have been some adjustments but the one unfaltering element is his adoration of Colette. "The Colette" as he says. "I want to see The Colette" or "I'm just kissing The Colette". He's very sweet to her (though to the rest of us... not so much, but time will take care of that).
Anyway, Jason is in Nagasaki this weekend and so you know what I have to do. Put my pajamas back on, make rice-cooker brownies, and read about lesson planning, verb groups, and educational policy reform. All with that sweet girl by my side.
Hope you are all well.