O.M.G. A Hero is born

Dear Avid Readers,

Today i have to show you the most amazing 9 month old baby EVER. Yours Truly wants to take him home and eat him alive.  Despite being a cute video, it's his back story that's the most amazing.  After watching the video please read his back story and you will realize how amazing this little man is. Remember, he is 9 months old and still in diapers!

Here is his bio

Hero was born in Korea in September 2003. He has Beatles mania.
His full Korean name is Ha,YoungWoong;
Family name is Ha / Given name is YoungWoong (from Chinese) which means "Hero" in English. Self-motivation is what differentiates Hero from other child musicians like Michael Jackson who was forced to practice as a child.

Starting at the end of 2005, Hero began to sing by himself and now he can sing about 40 of The Beatles songs and forty other old pop songs.
Hero has not been trained in English or Music and has yet to live in or even visit any English-speaking countries. He just learned the songs by ear by himself and for his own amusement and after two months he finally managed to sing all 27 songs on The Beatles "1", though his pronunciation as a non-English speaker is a bit poor!!!

Hero has been dying to learn the guitar, but regretfully, he is too short and weak to get a tight grip on it with his fingers since he was only 90cm in 2007, last year and is still only 100cm now.

For your reference Hero's Korean is quite advanced for his age and he has yet to receive any formal training. Korea masscom regards him as a language prodigy; He was also featured in a Special Edition of BEST BABY in February 2008 (the most influential monthly parenting magazine in Korea)

Amazing right?

The Forgotten Birthday

Dear Avid Readers...first things first. I have no idea how to rid myself of this obnoxious underlining. Second of all, I have forgotten (in my latest mad rage of work) to post a shout out to Michael's Birthday. He is not only a dear avid reader but also a blood relative....my bro in fact. Through the years we've had good times and not so good times.
Good time...(underlining is gone!!!) He flew all the way in from Chicago to help me celebrate my birthday. It was awesome to not only have friends but family there to help me turn 3.0.
Bad times....he decided to become b.f.f.'s with all my friends and I am pretty sure they ended loving him as much as they loved me!
Good times....He never once got lost because for once NO ONE depended on him to get us anywhere and he could just follow other people around.

Bad times....because of his triglycerides he HAD to eat healthy food like Turkey and Brie sandwich with a salad instead of fries. (why is that bad you might ask) well he would order a gross salad and munch on everyone else's fries :)
Good Times....it's awesome to get older and older and become better and better friends. I mean most times than not when I call to "bond" with him he passes the phone on to his wife, which I actually count on as a confidant, but I am hoping to one day break the 15 minute barrier with him where he actually can stay on the phone for more than 15 minutes before I begin feeling the "pressure" to cut it short!
Bad Times....knowing that everyday he is leaving his house with this ridiculous, obnoxious, furry thing of a mustache that makes me cringe when have to think of my cute and wonderful sister-in-law kissing....