The sweet Hans came over the morning we left to say goodbye. Our driver, whom we had hired from Beijing, was coming down with a big van for all of our zillions of bags of luggage, and he was late getting there because Beijing traffic is ca-razy. So we hung out with the Hans for a couple of hours.
We were always joking that Mrs. Han was Gage's Chinese Mother, because he loves her so much. She would always respond, "And I love heeem." So cute. So Professor Han started calling himself Gage's father. He would say, or rather, yell (he is the kind of guy who yells everything he says. I think it's really funny), "GAGE! I AM YOUR FATHER!"
Mrs. Han was teasing Sadie by squishing her:
Cute little Ha Han:
We miss the Hans so, so much. I'm going to have to get them American presents, as well as the presents I'm planning to get Summer and Maria. We'll have to get Ha Han something about Barack Obama. He LOVES Obama - all the Chinese do, because they feel like he's a socialist, basically. And the Chinese love socialism. There were these t-shirts we saw in Beijing that had a cartoon Obama on the front, dressed in Chinese revolutionary garb, and on the back, it said, "ObaMao." Ben thought that shirt was so funny that he bought one for his dad. :)