On the second day in Japan, I was told to baby-sit my 5-year-old niece and 2-year-old nephew. It is almost the standard pattern. I baby-sit. But actually, it is not that bad. After my sister leaves the house, the three of us can do anything we want! No worries for someone to yell at us!

My nephew, Yusuke, was talking to himself with a calculator in one hand and a pencil in the other. He looks like an accountant. My niece, Kaho, baked a cake with me. This one was a very easy one. What we needed was only a microwave! Not bad!


During my stay in Japan, I had a business trip to Kobe for two days, and I was lucky to be treated for Kobe-beef! It was soooo good!!
(left) No no, it's not a portion for one person. Even I cannot eat that much!
(right) This is the portion for one. It was delicious with crunchy garlic!
Mr.Donuts. It is very popular in Japan. This is Josh's favorite! Mr.Donuts is supposed to be American, or so all Japanese believe. As a matter of fact, it is actually from Boston even though the American version disappeared a long time ago. Josh and his friends have chased the address from the Yellow Page in Boston, but there was no such donut shop any more.
When I went home the last time, I brought my DS with me. I meant to introduce it to my sister, but actually Kaho was better at it. Since then, she is crazy about it. Of course, she does not have one for herself, but every time she sees mine or the one in a store, she runs to it. Even though she is only 5 years old, without any instructions, she can play with no problem. It makes me think if she is really my sister's child... But she probably knows that she should not play that much, so every time a game finishes, she asks me whether she can play another round. That makes her even cuter to her aunt! (No, she's not allowed to call me an aunt though.)This time, I feel like I spent most of the time with Kaho. She stayed over with me the last three nights also. Imagine... my bed is a Japanese one. It's not a queen or king, but a single. It's a bit too small to sleep with one more person even if she is a kid. Oh my goodness! This kid moves a lot during her sleep; rolls over, kicks, punches me in my stomach and even rotates for 360 degrees!
But it seems 5-year-old kids have almost the same feelings as adults; Kaho is pretty sensitive. My sister told me this afterwords.
After sending me off at the airport, when Kaho steps into my parents' house, she saw the slippers that I was wearing. The next thing you know, she started crying out loud for a while... How cute! But I feel really bad leaving her every time at the airport.







































