Monday, April 17, 2017

Showa Park

A friend brought up Showa Park while we were out for coffee the other day. We'd been and I wasn't tracking the excitement over this park. We continuously hear amazing things about it and yet we thought it was kind of a swing and miss as far as paid parks go. 

As it turns out, we went in the wrong entrance. As soon as my coffee date was over, I picked up the punklets and off we went to find the good entrance. 

We rented bikes because it's a big park. Our first stop was the big jumpy thing. I still can't figure out how they keep this thing inflated. It's absolutely massive.




While it looks like they're trying to kill each other, they were actually having the greatest time. They forgot to argue for three solid hours. It was enough to convince me that we need a yearly pass to this particular venue. 
 The mound wore them out pretty quickly. The day we went was the warmest we've had yet. It makes me a lil nervous about summer. I've heard it's worse than SC summers. There's not much that's worse than SC summers as far as sticky and hot goes. 

As the sakura petals were floating down, I had so many choked up moments of realizing just how awesome this adventure is and how lucky I am to have these pretty fantastic kids by my side. 


 The dragons! I mean, really. Japan wins at parks. 


See the little white spots around Simon? Those are sakura petals falling. It's so pretty. 


 We ended our visit checking on the tulip fields. There were SO MANY PEOPLE packed into the paths around all the flower beds. Photographers, artists, old people enjoying the silence. And then we showed up. :)







 I so wish this had been during the golden hour. I've got to learn how to shoot in full sun. 


 The baskets of dogs were too much. They sat there posing the entire time we ate. 


 Check out the background. I was cracking up as Sailor Moon caught my boys' eye. 


 Jude's face, ha!




Sunday, April 16, 2017

Pokemon Center Mega Tokyo

One of Tito Burrito's birthday gifts was a trip into Tokyo with just mom and dad. He was suspicious that it had something to do with Pokemon, but gave a victorious, "I knew it!" when the lady at the Info booth said, "Ohohoh, Pokemon, hai!"
 He got a coffee mug and a regular cup. The coffee mug is totally for me, so it didn't come out of his budget. He got some pikachu inspired snack products. He got a reusable tin full of cookies-practical fella. He got a t-shirt...they didn't sell ANY kid sized hats and the t-shirt he got was the only shirt in the store that would fit an 8 year old boy. The clothing department was a little lacking. He got some stamps. All the cards were in Japanese, so Pokemon cards weren't purchased. He got a watch and a wallet. The kid got everything he wanted and then some and we really didn't spend that much money. I gave him a handful of yen and let him go nuts at the wall of coin machines. He got some really fun stuff. 
 This thing had digital sakura petals falling inside the ball that you can see in the picture. Super cool.
 I so wish Mr. Pokemon had gotten this one in focus. Titus' grin!!
Leaving the Pokemon store, I threw my hand up at Sean, "What are we high giving?" he asked. "Our parenting." I replied. I don't always feel the victories of parenting, but I could feel it in my bones that we were the absolute greatest parents on the planet in that very moment. 

After Pokemon, we sat for a minute at Tully's and had a coffee. We stumbled upon a choreographed fountain show. It was amazing. The video doesn't do it justice. Better than fireworks!  
video
We headed for home after a quick pit stop for ice cream. Sean was dragging. He had a long week at work and couldn't keep up with us. Come to find out, it was more than just a long week at work that had him dragging. :/





 Titus eating an ice cream cone on a random street corner in Tokyo may just be my favorite picture ever. 



 The way this boy stands with his feet overlapped like that, lovelovelove.







We hopped on the train and settled in for a long ride home. It was packed, so no seats were to be had. "Watch, we'll get a seat two stops from home," I said. Sure enough, that's exactly what happened. We watched a man fall asleep over his book and proceed to fall into such a deep sleep we thought he was going to fall into the aisle. He jerked awake, looked left and right and then bolted off the train. We chuckled that he almost missed his stop.

As it turns out, my app failed to inform me that that was also our stop to switch trains. As the train stops started sounding unfamiliar, I checked the map. It wouldn't have been a huge deal if we hadn't parked in a lot that closes and does not allow you to take your car home with you after 10:30 pm. 

We quickly found the right train and hopped on. Again, the announcement of which line we were on sounded unfamiliar enough that we jumped right back off. Another American informed us that they'd shuffled a few lines around. Somehow we landed on the correct train and ran from the station to the parking garage. We screeched out at 10:26. I am so thankful for that four minute buffer. If we'd had to walk home, I never would've heard the end of it. It was such a fantastic day. I am so glad we could give this boy some much needed one on two time.