Yesterday, my father and I planded that we gave her some special present. We invited her to yokohama and went to French restaurant. It was like a secret base which children make. The ceiling was so low that we could't stand up. The rump and sofa made misterious atomosphire. I don't like the nallow space which I set my legs, but she really interested in this restaurant.
we ate some fresh vegetables with a vinegar and an anchovy. All foods are very dericious. Finally, my father called the waiter. At that time, suddenly the light went out and the waiter put the decolation cake in front of my mother. After that, all of the guest sang the birthday song to her. I didn't know this suprise, so my mpther and I both suprized at this situation.
We had a great night. Also, I can understand my father's love to her. His love is deep and wonderful. If I marry, I want to be with man who is like a my father.
