I think family traditions are so beautiful and rich in emotion.
I love precious little customs that are meaningful to family members
and that will form the basis of so many treasured memories.
We have a rather moving Friday evening ritual around here.
Involving a sweet local guy named Shingo.
Shingo happens to make THE BEST teriyaki chicken - in his tiny kebab shop.
After work on a Friday, I look forward to gathering with my boys and sharing a Bento with my little man.
See, almost brings a tear to my eye just thinking about it.
But things have changed.
This week, there was no after work for me - but bentos nonetheless.
This week, Magoo declared himself ready to tackle a 'big boy bento' all of his own.
This greedy Mummy happily complied as Magoo's share of her Friday feast has been increasing each week.
How was your weekend?
Any highly emotional rituals to speak of?
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