Kentucky Ken
This is a journal of Kenneth Akio Werneburg. Recorded by parents with a website, a camera, and no sense of shame, it chronicles the adventures of a Canadian-Japanese boy growing up in Tokyo.
The name of the website was inspired by our downstairs neighbour. She mis-heard the boy's name as "Kentucky Ken". Somehow.
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While I was preparing to take Kenny to the day care today, I was suddenly aware that he wasn't making any noise.
And that's always trouble.
I went into the living room and there was Kenny dismantling an orange and a clementine. There was sticky orange juice on every available surface. I said something that Kenny thought was worth repeating; "shit."
I've been trying to be good. I've even taken to saying, "rats" when I might otherwise say something worse. But it's clearly not been enough, and now I'm just waiting for the day that his journal will come home from the day care complaining of his language. Naturally Mari's not impressed and I'm back in the doghouse. Rats.
2010.02.03
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