Both my husband and I are doing a lot of work from home these days. Instead of coffee breaks (I’m the only coffee drinker), we have odd childhood regression sessions.
Here my spouse is being one of our Rirakkuma “batsu-maru” puppets that came from a crane game in Japan a couple of years back. (More on the amazing Japanese crane games will most definitely come in April, when we have a trip planned.)
This is a particularly engaging puppet because he has an opinion on everything (it’s always “yes,” “no,” or “yaaay”), but has no need to be verbal about it. I think this is a another good example of how cuteness in Japan is generally quieter than in the U.S.
Okay, now I’m starting to worry………
I consider my brief flashes of adulthood to be the regressions.