We've come to the park near our house to enjoy as the snow melts away. Even though it's April in Hokkaido, Japan, it's still chilly, but Ohana is darting around the hilltop with gusto. Her loose-fitting jacket flaps around her small frame as she runs, reminiscent of a newborn balance ball. Meanwhile, ChiChi is amusing himself with a gorilla statue, mimicking dinosaurs from his beloved game, Animal Revolt Battle Simulator. Tonight, Ohana will likely dream of darting around energetically in stardust, while ChiChi will embark on a grand adventure in the world of dinosaurs.

Ohana and Chichi love music. They've loved sounds since they were even smaller than they are now. They strain their ears to catch the sounds from the TV, from YouTube, and from outside the window. They listen intently, as if peering into the depths of their ears. They bounce around and dance. Our family, just the four of us, lives in a tiny, tiny house. In this little house, the sounds of our family are always present. Today, with headphones on their heads, I wonder what sound they're hearing? With headphones that shouldn't be connected to anything, what colorful sounds do they hear as they bounce and listen intently?