Some people may say that it’s my fault I don’t understand Chinese. I maintain that it’s the Chinese language’s fault though. I mean if Chinese wasn’t such a difficult language with a tonal complexity my feeble mind couldn’t possibly grasp, then maybe I’d learn it. So take THAT Chinese language!
Regardless of who we place the blame on for my ignorance though, the fact remains that it is becoming more and more common for my daughter and wife to have moments like this, where all I can do is smile and nod. Sometimes I get the sense it is better not to know what is being said. Perhaps ignorance is bliss after all?