There’s a lot of stuff I want to post, but Tamaki has been beset by a stomach bug (the upside to which is that Genbo is now bilingually fluent on the subject of multiple forms of peristalsis) followed by an ear infection.
So, the best I have to offer right now is this shot of Genbo and me in the elevator. It represents the multiplicity of self and the fungibility of socially construed identity. Either that, or just one silly father and son.
Elevator’s gettin’ crowded
Today it was raining, and, since it is a national holiday here in Japan (I’m not even sure which one; probably the emperor’s neice’s birthday or something), we all went to Borne Lund on Kawaramachi street in Kyoto, an upscale toystore with a great indoor play area. My friend Jeffrey met us there with his son Anthony, and he happened to have his camera along with him. He was nice enough to send me these photos.
Getting a leg up on that astronaut training
If you can believe it, the rule was no throwing balls in this ball cage
Nice arm, Genbo!
And, no jumping….(but even the nice workers seemed resigned to having their admonitions repeatedly ignored)
Jeronimo!
Today was the first time Genbo really played in this ball thing without being too scared
Guess all it took was a slightly older friend
Zoe got her fill of playing in too, but she’s also just recovering from a cold, so she also spend lots of time exactly as you see here.
Aww….