When Akira was in Seattle for a week I got to really know K better. AND I got to appreciate all the hard work single parents really do. Kudos to single parents. Y'all are really AMAZING.

One day I took Kush down to this little panini shop I like called Toast. They have all kinds of things but the best thing is just the low-key atmosphere. It has that welcoming atmosphere like anybody at all can stroll in. So we did, literally.

Kush had to bring along his polar bear, by the way. That thing is HUGE, too. It's not like a little tiny cute thing that you tuck under an arm at night. Polar needs his own pillow. So there we are, me, Kush and Polar, having our lunch when the conversation grinds to a small lull.

D: So, hey.

K: ...

D: Where're your ears?

K points to his ears. He loves this game. Then he points to Polar's ears. Then he points to the nice lady who runs the place.

K: Eees!

D: ...

K: Eees!

And I go, "Yup, she has ears." Then he points to these two guys sitting at a table across the way from us. Two lads out having lunch, shooting the breeze, talking about ladies (I thought only women got together to talk about the opposite sex!), and confiding in one another. Kush points at their table.

K: Eees! Eees!!

The two guys stop, look over, and wave. "Cute." I, of course, had to translate.

D: He's saying, "You have ears."