It started with getting up and cleaning the apartment. I did the dishes and started a load of laundry. I picked up toys and papers that had been left strewn about the night before. Since my husband had already fed my son his first breakfast, I fed him a second one (he prefers to eat lots of little meals instead of 3 big ones).
After getting dressed, brushing teeth, and fixing hair, we headed out the door. We first walked over to the international grocery store to see if they had chipotle chilis in adobo sauce. They did, but only a large can for over ¥1150 ($10.20), so I decided I wouldn't be making mole any time soon. While there, we saw really yellow peaches and bought a couple. I was also amazed at the size of kiwis. Honestly, the kiwis here are always huge. I don't know why there is such a size difference than what we have in the US. We left the store with yellow peaches, German gummies, and a couple of hard ciders for my husband.
The park was next on our task list, as my son has been driving me up the wall with his energy. He ran and played with other kids at the park. This is a nice change of pace because he has been reluctant to play with other kids recently. This surprises me as he's really social, but he has always been shy when meeting new people.
Once I extracted him from the sandbox and washed him off at the water fountain, we went to the bakery. We picked up a couple rolls and some Halloween treats - doughnuts decorated like monsters.
Back at home, we had leftover chicken and vegetable soup with rolls for lunch. And then it was nap time for my son. I stayed up and did some work for a friend.
He only slept an hour, so we read books, listened to music, and did a puzzle. At that point, I started chopping up veggies for dinner and he continued to work on his puzzle. I realized I needed milk for the mac & cheese (we brought a Costco package of Annie's with us when we moved), so we headed back out to the grocery store. My son carried the 2 litter bottle of water the 1 block from the store to the apartment, which he loves to do because he thinks it defines his strength. I carried the vegetable juice, mushrooms, mizuna (greens), milk, and small package of gyoza (my son begs for it every time...).
When we got back, I finished making dinner. As if he had been called and notified, my husband walked through the door as soon as dinner was ready. We sat down for mac & cheese with chicken and veggies, as well as a salad. By that point, we were all so exhausted. My husband took my son out for a walk, while I laid immobile on the couch. Although the day was "easy," I was exhausted.
My husband put our son to bed and I'm soon to follow.
Today I just moved thought the motions. It wasn't exciting, or challenging, or adventurous. It was just life. And that is a good thing.
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