How to tell if a kid is from Los Angeles

Or maybe, How to tell if his mom is addicted to People magazine...

Mark and I babysat my nephew Johnny a few weeks ago. We were at a beautiful resort, eating dinner at an outdoor cafe, when a newly-married couple walked past. They looked gorgeous in their fancy clothes and gigantic smiles.

I smiled and pointed them out to the boys.

"Look!" I said. "There goes the bride and groom!"

Mark nodded, then pointed out the man trailing behind them. "Yep," he said. "And the paparazzi."

"Photographer," I corrected. "They hired him to take their pictures -- he's not chasing them!"

Then I giggled to myself and thought, Only in L.A.