Thursday, December 5, 2013

Kohdee's birthday

Kohdee was born on March 5, 2009 at 2:30pm by c-section in Vibharam hospital in Bangkok, Thailand.  That is his official birthday.  However, I think birthdays are really the date of conception (DOC for short).  That was 9 months prior which means his real birthday was around June 5, 2008.

When Kohdee was 5 and one half weeks old, in the early part of July, his mother asked me to go for her first ultrasound.  I went, but did not expect anything and was still worried about being a father, but had accepted my fate.  I had already given her a 10 baht gold bar to make sure she knew that I would do my best to take care of her while she was pregnant.  But anyhow, when I saw him on ultrasound, it occurred to me how strongly he was attached at the upper right part of her womb.  It looked like a very strong attachment.  As I stood there and looked at the image, suddenly I felt something powerful overwhelm me.  I became quite emotional and had to walk out of the room briefly to compose myself.  I realized that Kohdee had "felt" me through the ultrasound and his soul had attached to me.  It was at that moment that I realized that human souls are attached at at least 5 and one half weeks.  There is no other explanation possible.

Saturday, November 23, 2013

Scooter Magazine

I sent a few emails to various advertisers in Scooter Magazine.  I hope one of them might use Kohdee in one of their next ads.

Saturday, November 16, 2013

Addressing Kohdee...

Kohdee's formal name is:  Master Kawinphop of Thailand

So in a formal gathering, he shall be introduced as Master Kawinphop of Thailand.  In less formal surroundings, Kohdee is more than fine.

His father lives in NYC right now and was recognized last night by someone in the PR industry as The Prince Andrew of The United States.  That also is my formal name.  So when introducing me or addressing letters of invitations, the Dear/To line should read The Prince Andrew of The United States.  You can read more here:

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Guyllian & Kohdee are having fun at a commercial shoot

About Kohdee's name...

Kohdee's formal name on his birth certificate is Master Kawinphop Brown.  Master was added as custom in Thailand and not part of his name.

Kohdee was nicknamed after discussions and jokes with his mother.  I chose it because it loosely means "Island Good" in Thai.  It is also phonetically pleasant in most languages on earth.  There are many phonetic ways to say his name.  None are wrong.

Koh Kwon Do

Koh Kwon Do is a form of martial arts.  I started teaching Kohdee as soon as he was born.  When he was born, he still thought he was part of his mother.  Maybe he kind of knew, but it was a different environment.  So, when he was lying down, I would play with his feet and sometimes push against them at different angles.  He could only learn for a few minutes at a time and would start to cry.  I stopped at that point and waited until next time.
If you notice his left shoulder drooped with a different curl in each hand, he is displaying the results of the events a few seconds prior.  His stance is slightly off balance there because he is displaying victory to the camera.
I named it "Koh Kwon Do" for a reason.  It is a Thai form of Tai Kwon Do.  Thais express this often as their own form that I affectionately call "Thai Kwon Do".  They taught me much of this while I was there.  I also have noticed and call his mother's form "Ka Kwon Do".
Kohdee has learned to learn from simply watching experts.  We went to visit a Muay Tai kick boxer.  He is a professional and what they call a "super star" in Thailand.  Kohdee learned some from him, but was not ready for his upper body lessons yet.  I think he may have learned something from Kohdee about balance though.  That is my opinion.

All forms mentioned above have elements of physical and mental, but much communication.  It is a form of self-defense and leadership.  Without the need for physical altercation except in extreme moments.  My (Kohdee's father) form is similar.  I started practicing when I was 16 by punching a variety of surfaces as hard as I could without hurting the surface or my hand (too much).  Over the years it culminated in large granite surfaces and moving wood as well as corrugated metal.  I had not marred the surface of anything until a soft wall in a bar in Tampa, Florida.  Apparently the lighting and the texture work of the plaster was too good for me to detect the strength of the surface.  I accidentally punched a large indentation.  Pretty funny actually.  I gave the bartender $60 to cover the cost of the repair.