There is a God in my home, too
I wrote the other day that "there is a fairy in my home," but
there is a God, too.
Why a God, I will talk about another time, but yesterday, I held a party to thank the person who is both a fairy and a God.
(Actually, I wanted to hold it today, but the God had work today.)
The party schedule was as follows.
1. Bake a chiffon cake in the 7 o'clock hour in the morning, then turn it upside down to cool.
2. Go for a walk in the rain to
drain her (my daughter's) excess energy.
3. Have her eat a full lunch and then sleep soundly.4. Once she wakes up, everyone eats the cake as a 3 o'clock snack.
Everything went smoothly, just as planned.
I'm doing a fist pump.
God, thank you so much every day
BIG LOVE🫶
God's
Served with a little blueberry compote simmered at the same time as the chiffon cake
With her beloved nanana (banana) and a little whipped cream
By the way, this plate is a saucer
It's cute, so I sometimes use it as a cake plate like this
The best~ so cute~
I try not to take photos when eating with my family, but
I really wanted to take one today
I am very sorry for keeping you waiting
I don't usually give her snacks with whipped cream, but
this time it was a special version for ＼ Happy Father's Day ／.
She was super excited.
Perhaps curious about the fluffy texture,
she was sucking on the chiffon cake.
It made a sound I don't know how to put into words.
I've eaten chiffon cake dozens of times, but I never knew it could make a sound like that.
Thank you for teaching me.
I learned something new.
◯△⬜︎
Although it is not pictured here,
there was also a letter she wrote to God.
It was a letter written dynamically in crayon, with all the strength she could muster.
A letter in nothing but a beautiful blue.
God was crying.
He was always a bit of a crybaby to begin with,
but even more so since she was born.
While spending our casual, everyday life with her,
there are times when I look at him and he is crying.
"I'm not crying,"
he says.
I love him like that.
Ah, thanks to God, I was able to write on note again today.
I will be allowed to write tomorrow, too,
and the day after, next month, during the busy end of the year, and three years from now.
I am extremely grateful.
God, who works so hard,
and God, who is from the north,
since it will get even hotter from here on out,
please, please take care of your health.
Leave the stamina-building meals to me.
May everyone, everyone be healthy today as well.
Happy happy
Happy Father's Day!
"You are the butter to my bread, you are the breath to my life."
All photos by: Me
the delicious parts with whipped cream
a kind gesture