Plum Throws
Last Saturday we went to see the plum throws trees in bloom. It was not too far, with two stations. The park plum was two minutes from the station. It was a story of Yukiko me from my nap . . . it's to believe that I am suffering from neurasthenia, the more I get older, unless I go out. Anyway, I managed to move my back, and off we went to see the plum throws trees. It was not the only ones with a toddler, other couples had also left the youngsters while ptiots. Preferred mode of locomotion: the stroller. Then there were the belts to hold the baby pressed against itself. There is one at home, but I do not know why it is used not much outside the home. While the stroller is always less tiring than carrying a baby of 7 pounds in the arms, but in the ribs, it feels good anyway . . . we also feel the lack of sport. In the park, a lot of people, but ultimately less than what we see normally in any event in Japan. We were not on each other, whatever. A few stands here and there to sell Japanese delicacies . . . no paté sandwich, no French fries, but other yakitori and takoyaki. I spent my turn. Question type of population was predominantly young families with young children and retirees. Not many couples without children, not many children. It was not disoriented. Ryu stayed awake until the end of the visit of the park. It allowed us to take pictures with him. I do not know why, but facing a camera, he does not smile a lot . . . while outside of that, the natural, he laughs a lot. Good. No photo smile in this series, too bad. It was cold . . . but not much. However much worn coats and scarf or hat in the pictures, it was far from being numb. And the weather was superb. I think I have never seen a winter as mild as that of this year. How lucky for the first winter of Ryu. Balance of the output: it's really cool to make out with his family. And take pictures to mark the occasion. The 20 + years are going to be cool. And then, plum, unless it throws the cherry. Anyway. Pale imitation. Ryu has been super cool. No tears, no groans, no claim of milk. It is cool this baby. And out of the park, he fell asleep directly. He already knows to recognize what is interesting (the park) and what is not (transport). . . .
