Zander picked Dandelions for me and his sisters
Got to the park and realized Stacia had a "foot in both countries"
This is a great "Third Culture Kid" photo
We hadn't been to Liberty Park since Nate was here...and there was snow on the ground then. It was a bit windy.......but very pretty. This week is Golden Week in Japan. I'll write more about that later. We knew there would be more people than usual....but neither park felt crowded. There were lanterns among the trees.
We plan to go back one evening soon and see the trees and lanterns. Another plus to this being Golden week was that there were booths of Festival food at each park. We had a new experience. I asked for the yakitori and the man gave it to us "raw". I said, "Um....can you cook it?" He dipped it in sauce and started to put it in the container. I pantomimed and pointed to the grill. He briefly threw them on.....and there you have it...we had chicken sushi. Ugh. I bought one of these drinks to try. We like to try new things. I asked, "Oishi desu ka?" (Is this delicious?) and the honestly made a face and said, "No." ::snort:: We tried one anyway. As we sat there the gentlemen came up to show us how to open the bottle. He seemed to be saying that we should punch the blue cap through the top. I did....
It exploded. Everywhere. They ran to bring towels and such to clean it up. I was covered in soda...the table was covered....It seems you punch the cap in it and HOLD IT DOWN for a bit, I'd slowly punctured it...and didn't have it firmly held down. LOL As we cleaned it up we knocked the yakitori over...the sauce and all....we were cleaning it up when Stacia started crying. The lady from the booth and I both looked at Stacia. She was COVERED in yakitori sauce! It was in her hair, running down her face. The lady was so sweet, wiping her face and telling her "Daijobu" and "Kawai" and other terms of endearment. What a mess.
The bottle has a cool shape and a marble in the neck....tasted like carbonated cough syrup.
Windy and the kids had headed to the beach when we headed to the park...but the beach was too windy. The kids were happy to find them at the end of our walk. They were happy to play. Love this big field.
What a wonderful young man, Nolan is becoming. I keep forgetting he's 11.
I'm so glad we decided to stay home and then decided to go check out some of our favorite spots.
Living all of life before the face of God...