Re: I love DAKKO. ← Me, too!

Hello, Banana-san. This is Takoyaki.
Sorry for my slow reply. I had a cold for this week.


〉I, Banana, meet with my family in this evening.

〉My son loves DAKKO.


I have a son and two daughters.
They all love DAKKO as your son does.


〉He does DAKKO to my wife,always.
〉He does DAKKO to me, sometimes.


Ahahahahahhah〜♪ (^^)
I have the similar experiences.


〉I loves DAKKO with him.

〉When he does DAKKO,
〉his arms hold my neck,
〉his legs hold my body.
〉He is heavy.

〉But I love DAKKOs with him.


Yes. Yes. Yeeees.


〉He does DAKKO when he is happy,
〉He does DAKKO when he is sad,
〉He does DAKKO when he is smiling,
〉He does DAKKO when he is crying,
〉He does DAKKO when he is sleepy or sleeping.

〉I wish I could count DAKKOs with him.


I am very happy to read your poem of DAKKO.
I can see your face, smiling, feeling happiness,
and filled with a father's love for your son.
Something heart-warming in your writing touches my heart.
Your writings are great!
I want to read more.


〉Do you like DAKKO ?


Yes!!!
I also love DAKKOs with my children.

My daughters are 2 years old.
They are twins. Nonidentical twins.
They love DAKKO.

When one of them does DAKKO to me,
another daughter is always waiting for her turn beside me.

I do DAKKO with Daughter A.
Daughter B is waiting.
Next I do DAKKO with Daughter B.
What!
Daughter A is waiting!
Next I do DAKKO with Daughter A again.
・・・
Can you understand this endless cycle? (^^)

To end this cycle,
I must do DAKKO with both of them at the same time.
I hold Daughter A with my right arm and Daughter B with my left arm.
I hug them and say, ”I like you. I love you. I kiss you! Chu-chu-chu.”
They giggle. Both of them are satisfied.

After this cycle,
I sometimes find my son is expecting his turn.
I say, ”Do you want DAKKO, too?”
“Yes!” he says, jumping into my arms.
“Ohhhh. How heavy you are!”
He is 6 years old. Next year he will be a student of elementary school.
“When you were a baby, when you were little like your sisters now,
I did DAKKO with you many times.”
“Really? You did many?” he says, holding my neck with his arms.
“Yes. I did. So many I could not count. Do you remember?”
He smiles.
“Do you remember? You were always very pleased with my kisses.
I kissed you many, many times like this. Chu-chu-chu.”
He giggles, struggling to escape from my kissing.
He is also satisfied.

Then
I feel a pain in my back. (^^)


〉# I read 'LOVE THAT DOG'.
〉 So, I made this message.
〉 How about ?


I bought and read this book soon after I saw your TOUKOU.
This book is great!
I like it.
I was moved very much.
Thank you for your recommendation.

Bye-bye 〜♪