Today, I met up with 7 American ladies and their little ones for a playdate and the photographers were very very excited about it. They were snapping hundreds of shots of all the little blondies running around…and we just had to take a picture of the paparazzi mayham. At this point I was holding Beck because he desperately needed a nap. But literally, this is the story of Beck’s life here in China. The surprising thing though is it doesn’t bother me that much. I actually like that the Chinese people love my little one. Not only do they take pictures of him and try to get pictures taken with him, they are always concerned for him – they want him to wear jackets and socks under his sandals in 90 degree weather, feed him candies and moon cakes, try to sneak in hugs, and other stuff. Seriously, Chinese people are SO nice!!