even my own family thinks i'm chinese. and just for the record, i'm not.

i was at epcot this past weekend. i like it the best out of all the disney parks. except. when i'm there, people tend to think that i'm chinese. maybe it's because of all the drunks. seriously.

well wait. they think i'm chinese when we're at the magic kingdom, too - but only on the "it's a small world" ride. but of course. that ride is quite intoxicating.

anyhaokailan, there was this one couple. the wife was trying to take her hubby's photo. and being the nosy sweet person that i am, i offered to take a picture of the two of them together. and this is what happened.

me: would you like me to take a picture of both of you?
woman: no no. i just wanted a picture of him and the monorail.
me: ohhh. ok then.
man: thank you though! xie xie!
me: um. i'm not chinese.

i couldn't make this stuff up even if i wanted to. i mean. i could. but apparently. there's really no need.

so today. i opened li'l tot's backpack after school to check her "teacher/parent communication folder". (it's my favorite thing to do on the drive home. specifically at red lights. mainly because i'm too impatient to wait until we're home to properly go through the folder a great mom who craves and seeks knowledge blah blah blah.) guess what i found. i'll tell you. because you'll never guess.

a letter. a letter that said mrs. etc etc is "currently teaching your child english as a second language (esol) strategies". um. hahahaahhahhaahha! wait. what? green light.

wouldn't you know it. i didn't hit any other red lights on the way home. i had to wait a whole seven minutes before i could read the letter again.

probably tomorrow (or not), i intend on asking the school what specific strategies are being taught to li'l tot. i mean. english is her first language. but if they can incorporate the word "dude" into her vocabulary, i'm not going to complain.

also. while we were at epcot this weekend. the same day as the "xie xie" incident. i got a henna tattoo. it's gorgeous. li'l tot and baby got henna tattoos, as well. this information is not as random as it may seem. because while i was getting my artwork, this happened.

awesome henna artist: did you teach your children your language?
me: i tried at first. but it's hard.
awesome henna artist: same with me. they only speak english.
li'l tot: ni hao! ni hao!
me: that's good, (li'l tot). but we're not chinese.

we're gonna need to watch more dora around here.