After dropping off the stuff at home Ton wanted to head to the park, but the weather was crappy so we went to Appi instead and started with a lunch of random bits and bobs from the Combini.
She soon got bored and the weather had cleared up, so we went to the park.
The usual posse of boys had dug a huge hole in the wet sand and were recreating the flooding of New Orleans, so we stayed away from the sandbox and played with the bubbles.
There were a bunch of older girls in the park, too speaking English and having a good time. Ton immediately joined in and soon was sliding and swinging with them. I was told to stay away.
Turns out the older girl's name is Ocean; dad is French, mom is Japanese, and she is trilingual (Japanese, French, and English.) She was there with her sister, and there were two other girls who were sisters as well, also bilingual.
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Went to the supermarket for some dinner supplies. The Tonchasaurus wanted shrimp. A whole plate of peeled, boiled shrimp. She got shrimp. She ate shrimp. After shrimp. After shrimp. I think she likes shrimp.
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Ton was grumpy this morning, what with the splinter in her foot and finally getting over her sniffles and cough. She took a nice deep nap about 10am, and while she was konked out on the futon, I grabbed the surgical tweezers that P remembered I had in a med kit, fired up the white LED lantern, and went to work.
The superfine and sharp point of the tweezers made it easy; in a few seconds I snagged the splinter and slid it out. Given the relatively small size of Ton's foot, that was one big splinter!
When I removed it, it looked to be more like a thorn or something, not just a sliver of wood from the steps at the park like I originally thought.
Anyway either Ton will be less likely to want to run around barefoot, or more careful...or she'll completely forget about this.
The Ton has a new phobia: recently she really, really does not like having her eyes or face covered.
She whines whenever she has to pull her shirt on or off, and she goes absolutely ballistic when I cover her eyes with a washcloth and try to rinse the shampoo from her hair.
Also she's not as stupidly fearless about blazing up to the top of the giant slide and sliding down all by herself. At the very top, when she can look through the grated metal and see the ground far, far below, she gets a little freaked out and needs to hold my hand. I reckon she's graduating from smart monkey to small human.
Finally, her favorite thing is running around barefoot. I think this is great; the parks in Japan are generally quite clean so I'm not worried about her stepping on broken glass or crack vials or anything, and it's a good way for her to build her sense of balance.
But yesterday at some point she got a massive wooden splinter in the bottom of her foot, just between the ball of her foot and her big toe. She was whining and crying last night, but made an even bigger panic when I tried to tweezer it out. We even tried stealth attack when she was sleeping, but she was having none of it. So either it works it way out naturally, or she gets a nasty infection and the whole foot falls off...