reality check

it’s every parent’s responsibility to discover, develop and encourage the things that your children are uniquely gifted in and/or have a passion to do. in that spirit, i’m re-publishing a hilarious post from a good friend’s blog — memyselfandbo’s Xanga Site — that is about my son, kaeden. enjoy…

**outdone by a six-year-old.**

so, awhile back, i showed you some pictures of the multiethnic staff conference we had in torrance, california. since i’m korean, i’ve always had a love/hate (more like hate/hate) relationship with my flatter-than-pancake nose. but when it comes to balancing a spoon on my nose, the flatty flatness comes in handy. observe:

up until now, i thought that i was special. usually, when i show people the flatty flatness trick, they’re amused or wowed. i make people laugh, and they tell me how great i am. some even try to do it themselves, fail, and then shower me with compliments like, “wow! i can’t believe you’re still single!” or “man, if i had a nose like that, i’d be rich.” and i, of course, in a very humble asian manner, reply “oh thank you. i know i am quite awesome, and i hope that all of you will strive to be like me. who knows? one day, balancing a spoon on your nose may save your life!”

BUT…

i HAD to start working for intervarsity. i HAD to meet the hiratas, a super-friendly and hug-loving family who live in madison. keith, the alpha male of the family, works as the associate director of training in the national service center. amy, a physical therapist, is one of the nicest women i’ve ever met. their kids? adorable. at least i thought they were adorable, until now.

meeting the hiratas meant meeting their six-year-old son, kaeden. kaeden is now my number one enemy. observe:

look at that technique! four spoons at once!? i even heard a rumor that his parents may pay for plastic surgery, so that his ears have more surface area on which to add two more spoons!!!

my hopes have been shattered; i am now a broken soul. my dream of being the life at every party has been stolen by a six-year-old. sure, he looks innocent; sure, he looks cute. but watch out, when you’re not paying attention, he will slam you like a fat man doing a belly flop. observe:

so, any suggestions on which circus i should contact?