A Day with Soushi

When I got home, Soushi was hiding under the futon. He gobbled down his spaghetti with great enthusiasm. Then, he sang the "Tororu Tororu" song perfectly for me. After his bath, it was time for his medicine. During bath time, he suggested shampooing his own hair and used a plastic bag over his ears to keep the water out. In the middle of the night, he cried, saying his stomach was bloated. He eventually fell asleep to the sound of "Hmm-pappa."