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A Day for Momma "Keep stirring, Kenji.  You want to make sure it dissolves all the way."  Kenshin carefully observed his son on the stool, making sure he kept the liquid moving quickly enough to dissolve the miso, but not so quickly that he risked splashing and being burnt.  "Good work!" he commended, ruffling the boy's russet hair before turning back to the tofu he was carefully dicing. The five-year-old beamed under the praise from his father.  "Momma will be so surprised," he enthused, bouncing excitedly on the balls of his feet.   Kenshin had quietly woken him up that morning with an id