I woke up late – the exercise really tired me out. At work I was productive. Lunch was good and the afternoon was productive again (of course, I attended Japanese class). Dinner was yummy and the evening was going well until we got into a bit of an argument about the baby’s name. Eriko was convinced that Satoko was the name and I wanted to hear alternatives. There was some silence and I concentrated on the baseball game. Eventually we got over it (although we didn’t discuss it again) and Eriko helped me with my Japanese homework.