IKEA

One Sunday, after fellowship, we took a taxi to IKEA to grab a few things I needed for Little Women. We walked around the displays for end tables and desks, looking for a small table I could use as a writing table in the play. We settled on a small kitchen table that collapses, because it was actually the cheapest option. We were able to get the table and a chair for less than the price of the desk I had been eyeing online. After we jotted the location numbers for the furniture down, we went to eat some lunch. Fortunately there were some empty chairs--a difficult thing to find on a Sunday afternoon at IKEA. It seems like thousands of people are there on Sunday.

This was a few weeks ago, but I still remember that Willow ate a TON of food there. She is interested in all finger foods and is not picky at all. She ate spinach, potatoes, meat balls, chicken, rice, broccoli, bread, and a pancake. She loves food so much. In fact, tonight she was eating so much lasagna, carrots, and green beans that I was starting to wonder where she was putting it all. For all the eating she does, she is actually slimming down. I think she will be a tall lady.

We were wearing matching outfits this day...but we forgot to take a picture!

People sleeping on the tables in the food court.

A sign explaining why you have to bus your own tables. It's something we take for granted in America. But in China, you never bus your own table. Even at Starbucks or McDonalds! IKEA is the only place that makes the customers clean up after themselves--which apparently confuses/frustrates them.

During this meal we had lots of people staring at us. For three reasons, I'm guessing. #1, Adam is a large foreign looking man with blond hair. #2, there is a baby and Chinese people are obsessed with babies. #3, there is a bi-racial couple who look too young to be parents. I think that you have to be 24 years old to even get married in China. So being parents at our age is pretty unusual. I started taking pictures of the people that were staring at us so that they would leave us alone. We had a few kids come up to us too so that they could see their "Mei mei" (which means 'little sister'). Although, most of the people thought she was actually a Di Di (little brother).

~julie