A walk in the park

Saturday we went to Jianpu for a stroll through the city. I borrowed a digital camera so I can finally post some recent pics (versus ones from over a month ago). I'm always hesitant to take pictures of babies in split pants. I want to preseve their modesty, but on the other hand they are just so cute with those butt cheeks peeking through their pants. I thought this was a relatively harmless shot. I also like it because it shows a professional ear picker. This woman cleans ears for a living. For a small fee, you can sit in her chair and have your ears completely cleaned out. I wonder if ear infections can be transmitted this way?
Jump Zack, Jump!!
This is an Engrish sign at our local grocery store. I think we should take a black marker with us one day and add some well placed puncation. We can change it to something like "Watch out! The Head!!"
Please keep your legs, it would be a shame for you to arrive at the bottom of the escalator with out them :)
Petey, floating through the air with the greatest of ease.

In other news, I watched "The Bridge to Taribethia" tonight. I really didn't know what it was about, having only seen the trailer. Wow, imagine my surprise when I ended up crying for 15 minutes straight. What a dirty trick.

I taught RS today AND gave a talk in sacrament meeting. It was stressful to have so much responsiblity for one Sunday, but I'm glad I had the chance. I learned a lot studying for today.

After church as we were walking along, I was accosted by an unusually agressive beggar. Let me set the scene for you: it had rained earlier that day so there were mud puddles all over the ground. When walking in the city, I have to constantly be on alert to what is happening around me. Scooters, bicycles, people who try and pick up my kids--these are all the dangers that lurk around every corner when strolling through the city. While I was walking today, I held both Zack and Josh's hands. I was paying close attention to steering them around the mud puddles when suddenly a beggar came up very close to us and grabbed Zack's arm. His other hand was missing, and the end of his arm was wrapped in a dirty rag. He proceeded to hit my arm with his stump, over and over again, while he asked for money. I had no money on me at all, but I didn't even have time to consider that fact. I was so upset that he had grabbed Zack and tried to be so forceful with me. I yelled "Hey, hey, hey!" (typing that it looks like I was doing a Fat Albert impersonation, but I assure you it was much more forceful and not as jolly.) We rushed away and he didn't follow us. It was very unsettling. I feel bad for such people, and normally I try to give them something. When a beggar is as aggressive as he was, I feel much less inclined to help. I know, its not for me to judge. Still, grabbing a child's arm? Not cool.