My daughter might be a Reiwa-era gal

"Isn't this super cute?"
"Thanks! Heart!"

My five-year-old eldest daughter is, for better or worse, someone who is honest about her feelings. If she's having fun, she expresses it to the fullest; if she dislikes something, she says so; and if she's sad, she shows it perfectly with her small body.

If I wear cute clothes or try out new cosmetics, she always says, "That's so good. It's cute!" and never fails to compliment me. If I buy clothes that would look good on her and bring them home, she says, "Wait, you bought this for me? It's so cute!!!" and shows her joy properly.

One day, when my husband's younger sister came to visit, my daughter saw her dangling earrings and said, "Hey, those are super cute!" just like she always does.

"You know, since my niece is a gal, she'll always compliment things like this," my sister-in-law said.

Ah, I see. My daughter is a gal. A Reiwa-era gal. It's true that even though I never taught her, when taking photos, she twists her waist and makes a peace sign while looking away from the camera.

Every now and then, she whispers words of love to me, saying "I love you, Mommy," without any shyness and with total confidence.

Once I thought that she might have a gal mindset, the parts of her behavior I had considered troublesome started to seem incredibly endearing.

Come to think of it, the other day, instead of saying bye-bye to her friend, she twisted her legs and sent them a heart pose made in front of her chest.

Yeah, she really was a gal after all.

Until she meets her fellow gal friends, I will protect that gal mindset so its light doesn't go out.

"Extend one hand with a peace sign forward!! Yes!! Next, put both hands in front of your chin and make a peace sign!!"

I, who tried to do gal makeup with friends in high school but couldn't become a gal and ended up looking like a delinquent, taught my daughter my best gal pose today.

May this child meet the best gal friends ever! Peace!