The Unbearable Sweetness of Kiomye
Kiomye and I took the long way home on Sunday night. We'd gone into Nishi-kita for ice cream and decided to skip the train ride home. We'd gone to the zoo that day and were tired, but it is so pleasant to watch the night fall on a walk. The little river is full of giant carp and swimming turtles. Near our home, we passed a little shrine. Kiomye said, "Look, a pray station. Can I pray?" "Of course," I said and watch bemused as she dropped down, laid her cheetah toy on the alter, clasped her hands prayed, "Dear God, thank you for this good day with mommy."
posted by Scribbler @ Wednesday, June 21, 2006
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