Since 1979 the Chinese government has insisted that its citizens     will only have one child. The one-child law has received plenty of     attention, especially when it comes to the adoption of little     (supposedly "unwanted") little Chinese girls by people in the U.S. I     suspect that the incentive to make these daughters-of-China     available to potential parents in the U.S. has more to do with     economics than a gender preference, although there is something to     be said for parental expectations in terms of whether they will     raise a boy or a girl; given the quota of one child for your entire     lifetime, I find myself sympathetic without condoning a straight-out     gender preference. 
     However, before I get too far off on a tangent, this post is not     about gender so much as it is about doting parents. The little boys     in China are popularly known as "Little Emperors" (小皇帝: xiao       huangdi) because their parents put their full and complete     energy into raising them with every ounce of their being. I saw this     first-hand the other day on the bus when a young boy of about 10     years of age and his father got on one stop after me. All the seats     were taken, but the father found a good spot for his son to stand     and then proceeded to stand behind his son in a protective stance to     make sure the boy didn't get jostled too much as the bus lurched and     swayed down the avenue. 
     The man and his son got off the bus one stop before me and I watched     out of the corner of my eye as the man steadied his son poised     toward the exit, then hanging on to him and I suppose telling him to     wait until the bus slowed down before they headed for the door.     Then, as the bus came to a sudden halt, the father lost his footing     slightly and ended up knocking his son to the floor of the bus. It     was the last thing the man meant to do, but he lost control. The son     looked embarrassed beyond belief, quickly picked himself up and they     both shuttled themselves off the bus. I watched out the window as     the man tried to make amends with his son, reaching to give the boy     an encouraging pat on the back. But the boy would have no more of     this father's doting, and pulled himself away repeatedly.
     In the U.S., this would be seen as nothing more than an example of     an overbearing parent, but in the context of the 30 year old     birthing restriction in China, it is common enough I'm sure. As for     little girls in China, there are plenty of them and they are doted     on all the same. Amy Chua's "Tiger Mother" book, and accompanying     article in the WSJ, has received plenty of attention for a Chinese     mother's role as the Rule Enforcer, and on the bus I saw the     mother's counterpart: the doting dad who would give the world to his     baby, even if it means he sometimes loses his own footing in the     process.