A Story about a Mustache

Want to know one of the great things about living in The Big Chicken?!?

"Sure!!!"  (that was you... you're so enthusiastic! thanks!)

Taobao! Ahhhh, blessed Taobao. One of these days I'll write a poem dedicated just to you, Taobao.

It's kind of like eBay. Minus english. Plus the bootleg purses, shoes, etc...

There has been very little we've been unable to find on Taobao. Our purchase list is growing longer by the day... cinnamon, cheerios, J. Crew jeans, Stride Rite shoes, Fisher Price toys, a swing, butterfingers, a laminator, a stick horse, even our fridge! and the list continues.

We've had a few issues here and there of me not reading (hello, Chinese characters!!) the fine print correctly. Like the one time I thought I was ordering a pack of baby spoons for 7 kuai and they ended up sending me one. Oh yes they did just open that package right on up and send me one plastic purple spoon. 

Seriously, we're not hurting over here, thanks to good ole Taobao.

Our most recent purchase was 60 (yes sixty) plastic Easter eggs. (linky there for our expat friends! the trick was to search for them without the 's' : easter egg  :) Those aren't something we can jog over to Wal-Mart for over here. So Taobao came to the rescue.

The Easter eggs came and they're perfect. Just as ordered, which like I mentioned above, is occasionally a gamble. 

But tossed in with the box of eggs was a true gem. Something that even if I'd been trying to find one on Taobao, I'm sure I'd come up empty handed. It turned in to hours of fun. Well, ok maybe hours is an exaggeration. But until that sticky-ness wore off, we were rolling in laughter.

I told Eden she was way cuter with a mustache that Tom Selleck or Super Mario.

She didn't get it.

Thanks, Taobao, for all the smiles you've brought our family!