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Recently, I wrote about my 10-year-old nephew getting his black belt. That day, I also had a “lesson-learning” exchange with Rocco, his 5-year-old brother.
I had just pulled up to Hwang’s Taekwondo School. As I’m parking, my sister’s family drives up. We all get out of our cars – and since my sister had not told my nephews that I was coming – I was greeted with a very surprised and delighted look from Rocco.
“Hey, Little Man, how you doing?” (Granted, I’ve called him “little man” on multiple occasions since he seemed to bypass the “baby look” altogether.)
“I’m a Dude!” he exclaims.
“Okay, Little Dude.”
“I’m a BIG Dude!”
“Really!!? Okay. Big Dude it is,” I reply back, as I observe that he still only comes up to my kneecaps. Duly noted.
Can you spot the Big Dude in this picture?
This is a great shot of my sister’s family taken the same day. They went to the Great Wolf Lodge after Nicco’s ceremony to celebrate.
Big Dude. Big Dude. Big Dude. Remember that Aunt Tam.
