Dad and I go out to dinner together now that I am 5.84. It is ostensibly to "balance the scales" because of the time he spends doing train stuff with Edwin, but maybe it's because we like to talk about stuff, Daddy to Daughter.
Anyway, here we are at JoJo's Sushi Bar, downtown. We walked down,
looked at the eclipse of the moon, and I had Maki Rolls. I like some Japanese
food, but real sushi is a bit too slimy still.
Diary: 5.77 years old (Oct 2004)
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