"Kiyohira, we should try to make one more." Rie grins at Kiyohira.
Kiyohira gives her a thumbs up. He loves that job the most.
Yuta lies down on the floor again. He doesn't want any more siblings.
"Mother, how do you make one?" Aerie puts her finger on her chin. "I also want to make one."
She has made a mistake like Yuta. Speaking in front of kids is dangerous. They pick up what they shouldn't and forget to pick up what they should have. Then, kids don't know what they should or shouldn't do. She needs to become a responsible adult who can inspire them to take a better path in life. Rie clears her throat. "You can make one when you are tall and smart like me."
"But you are short," Aerie replies. "Father is taller."
Rie presses her lips into a thin line. What should she say now?
"Then, wait until you become tall like me." Kiyohira lifts Aerie in his arms. "You have to be strong enough to carry your kids like this."
