So, like everyone else this weekend, we've been watching the Olympics. I missed the Opening Ceremonies on Friday, but spent a good chunk of yesterday watching and again this morning.
I was able to catch the end of the USA v. China basketball game. I was actually excited because I got to hear all kinds of commentary from my dad, who is amazed when the players slam dunk (Look at THAT! Tremendous!).
Anyway, I showed Yao Ming to my dad. I told him he's super tall and he plays for the NBA here, but he goes back to China to represent his country for the Olympics.
Over and over I heard my dad repeat: Yao Ming, Yao Ming, Yao Ming.
A little while later, I heard my mother talking to Patrick: Patrick, do you like basketball? Do you like the basketball players? Do you like Chow Mein?
Ay yay yay.