A friend of my daughter from her daycare came to visit today.
My daughter is almost four,and her friend has just turned four.



They are decolating a ready-made sponge cake with some cream and fresh strawberries.
Since I knew that they would fight for everything, I prepared two bags of cream!




We mothers let them do as they liked, but it still turned out OK!  Didn't it?

Now, they are preparing dinner for us.
They are cooking curry and rice (not too spicy) , a typical kid's choice in Japan.

Potatoes and carrots were too hard to cut with their 'safe' steak-knives,
so I made some pre-cut lines for them to follow.

But they yelled at me saying 'Don't baby us!'

At nine PM, we laid two sets of futon and lay down together on the living room floor.
Would this excited kids go to sleep? No!

They ran around, made noises and jumped on me ...so I ran away.
Two hours later when I came back from shower, I saw them finally sleeping somewhere else.