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After just watching Somang's hearty steak mukbang, which was filling enough just to look at, we left the restaurant not long after.
It was crowded and bustling, and we couldn't linger since Somang was already fidgeting, eager to leave.
"Dad, over here!"
"Thanks."
"Mom too!"
"Mmm~ Sweet~"
"Dara."
Once outside, we shared a cotton candy for dessert. Sarang held a big one, tearing off pieces for everyone. Somang happily ate the bits her sister fed her.
-Click!
As we stood in a corner eating our cotton candy, I noticed Heena had sohow pulled out a selfie stick and was capturing our candid monts.
I wouldn't be surprised if she'd already taken 200-300 photos by now. I wonder if she'll print and fra the family pictures we took when we first arrived.
"What should we do next? I think Somang's been on most of the rides she can go on. The parade is still about an hour away."
"Dad! Let's go to the arcade! Will you win a doll for Somang?"
"That sounds good~ You and Sarang can try to win one."
"Claw machine?"
A claw machine, huh. To be honest, I'm not confident, but a few tries shouldn't hurt. We've got so ti to kill anyway.
With our plan set, I pulled out a wet wipe to clean Somang's hands before we left. Our little Somang had eagerly torn into the cotton candy with both hands.
-Scrub scrub
"Hands all clean."
"Don't lick your hands. Yucky~"
"Okay."
I polished her hands until they shone, then gently wiped around Somang's mouth. As I turned to throw the wipe in a nearby trash can, Sarang, who had just tossed her cotton candy stick, held out her hands to .
"Dad! Do mine too!"
"Wouldn't it be easier for Sarang to wash up in the bathroom?"
"I want you to do it~"
"Alright... give your hands."
Her cute plea made it impossible to refuse, so I ended up cleaning Sarang's hands too. Though honestly, she'd eaten so neatly there wasn't much to clean.
Still, frequent hand cleaning never hurts, even if it's just with a wet wipe. While I was at it, I tidied up around Sarang's mouth a bit too.
Now, off to the arcade...
"Honey, too."
"...Give your hands."
"Okay~"
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Despite a slight delay caused by my wife and daughter's playful demands, we soon headed to the arcade.
Like any arcade, it was a cacophony of chatter and ga BGMs. Somang, not fond of overly noisy places, focused on our original goal of the claw machine rather than looking around.
"Dad, a little more to the side!"
"The puppy's so cute."
"Somang! I'll win it for you!"
"Somang, can you cheer for Dad? Say 'You can do it, Dad!'"
"You can do it, Dad."
"Just trust Dad!"
I'd originally planned to take turns and quit after a few tries, but when Somang pointed at a puppy doll and said 'so cute', I knew I couldn't back out.
Sarang had already tried three tis, and I'd failed three attempts myself.
But now, the doll was positioned perfectly for the claw. With no other dolls in the way, this was our golden opportunity!
These past five attempts weren't in vain-
-Clink
"Sorry..."
"It's okay, Dad!"
"Yeah~ These things happen."
"Puppy..."
Sadly, my sixth attempt also ended in miserable failure. The claw veered off course at the last second, not even grabbing the doll.
I couldn't bear to lift my face after this pathetic display. What kind of dad can't win a single doll for his son?
If I couldn't win in this perfect position, spending more money would just be a waste. Stubbornly persisting would look bad too, so I just let go of the joystick.
"It's a sha, but let's stop here. We can look at sothing else..."
"Honey, let try once."
"Huh? You want to?"
Since we were here to have fun anyway, I figured it wouldn't hurt to let her try if she wanted. Besides, Heena had just been watching until now.
I handed Somang over to her and gave Heena the remaining coins.
"Go Mom!"
"I'll do my best~"
Then, as Heena casually moved the joystick, encouraged by Sarang's cheer.
-Clink, click- Thud.
"......"
"......"
"Puppy! Mommy!"
"Here's Somang's puppy~"
"So cute!"
She won the doll with ridiculous ease. Sarang and I were speechless at her effortless success after our string of failures.
What have we been doing all this ti?
"Hehe."
Heena flashed a V-sign at our dumbfounded faces, declaring her victory. That confident smile was truly impressive.
Heena really can do anything.
"Wow, Mom's amazing! You got it in one try!"
"I just got lucky~"
"That's seriously impressive. As expected of Heena..."
"It's because you and Sarang set it up perfectly."
To be honest, my last attempt had actually made things worse, but she'd still won it in one try. It was purely her skill, but my humble wife was praising and Sarang instead.
She truly was the perfect wife and mother.
Anyway, we spent a bit more ti exploring the arcade before heading out to catch the parade.
Many people had already claid good spots, so we couldn't get the best view. But I made sure Somang could see well by letting her ride on my shoulders.
The rest of us had seen it two or three tis before, so Sarang just enjoyed the atmosphere while holding hands with Heena and .
The 30-minute parade procession, followed by the laser show, captivated Somang. Her eyes never left the spectacle, while we busily snapped photos beside her.
Even without pictures, all of this would remain in Somang's mories and heart forever. But photos provide a tangible way to revisit these mories anyti. That's why we could never take too many.
"One, two, three!"
"Kimchi!"
"Kimuchi?"
-Click!
As all the performances ca to an end, we took one last family photo before heading ho.
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Back ho, after showering and filling our bellies with the chicken we'd bought on the way, we sprawled out on blankets in the living room to watch a movie. The plan was to fall asleep while watching. Sarang, exhausted, had already dozed off cuddled up to , and Somang was similarly nestled against on the opposite side.
And Heena...
"Honey, can you stretch out your arm?"
"Want to use it as a pillow?"
"Yeah. But won't it be too uncomfortable for you?"
"Not at all. You're so light. Go ahead and rest on it."
"Hehe, thanks~"
With Somang between us, she lay on her side using my arm as a pillow. Heena must have been tired too, from driving, taking photos, and looking after Somang while I played with Sarang.
Still, seeing her grinning as she checked today's photos, it seems she definitely got her refresh.
Once again, my wife and children fell asleep clinging to , just like always.
But what can I do? It might be a bit different from others, but this is my family who loves so much, and who I love dearly.
As everyone drifted off, I lay there looking at the picture fras scattered around the house, faintly visible in the TV's glow. On the walls, shelves beside the TV, and even on the kitchen table.
Photos of Heena and , of the kids, of our whole family together. Countless carefully selected snapshots hung up after much deliberation.
I could see our entire history together at a glance, from when we first t until now. Just looking at the photos automatically played back the happy mories of the days they were taken.
It truly was a treasure trove of mories.
However.
If there's one thing I regret...
It's that we still don't have our wedding photos.
Author's Note:
The end might be in sight, or not. It might be close, or still far off. Maybe.
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