Woke up early today. Didn’t sleep well as usual. Actually, worse than usual – today was ‘undoukai‘ (sports day) at my kids’ hoykushyou (state nursery for working parents) and every year I get nervous. This year doubly nervous ‘cos I had to do all of my daughter’s activities too: thank the lord there was no Anpanman dance this year! 🙂
Anyway, what a beautiful morning it was. Blue skies and a cool breeze, and the infectious feeling that comes with sports day: excitement! As I cycled to the nursery with the kids, breaking the law with one on the front and one on the back on my mamachari, I said to Hugo behind me, “What a beautiful day, Hugo!”
“Well, because of the blue sky and the cool breeze and the flowers, and because it’s sports day!”
“But papa …”
“… every day is a beautiful day, papa!” came his little voice from behind me full of wonder.
I wanted to cry.
Off to Okinawa tomorrow to wait for the typhoon … back next Thursday, speak to you then.