We ran into a tour bus from Hong Kong. I thought they might be from Japan as we were picking up a few words.
One older lady came over to chat...well really to rub Stacia and Zander's blonde hair. I told them to get used to it. She was so happy to rub their hair....and try to converse with me. Zander wasn't totally sure about being told he was "pretty," but I told him it was nicer than many other descriptive words he's been called. ::snort::
~ Coram Deo ~
Living all of life before the face of God...