AI in Workplace
Overcast Tuesday here in our walkable neighborhood—perfect weather for hot barley tea and honest talks. I read that news about companies scrambling for AI skills while parents like us wonder: ‘Will my child’s future vanish like morning fog?’ Whoa—stop right there! What if I told you the real crisis isn’t AI replacing jobs… but us […]
This morning’s overcast sky in our neighborhood felt like nature’s soft exhale – perfect for thinking. Then I saw that headline: “I got 4 years of product development done in 4 days for $200”. I nearly spilled my coffee! But here’s the funny thing – while others marveled at AI’s speed, my first thought wasn’t
AI Isn’t Just for Business—It’s Crafting Our Kids’ Future, Right NOW! What a beautiful day in our neighborhood! My daughter, at that wonderful age when every question starts with ‘why,’ was practically bouncing out the door for school. It gets me thinking about how fast everything moves! The latest buzz about AI? It’s not just
Our Kids and AI: Building Trust, One Joyful Step at a Time! What a gorgeous autumn day! Even then, my mind returns to trust—especially regarding our kids and AI. Trust in AI is becoming the ‘invisible user interface’ of our digital lives. Without it, everything falls apart. Isn’t this just like parenting? We build trust
The Beautiful Chaos of Childhood There’s something absolutely magical about watching your little one grow and discover the world! My daughter, born in 2018, is now about 7 years old, and each day brings new adventures, surprises, and moments that just make your heart burst with happiness! As a Korean-Canadian dad navigating the beautiful journey
After our short walk home from school last Tuesday, my daughter plopped down with her tablet, eyebrows knotted over a tricky math puzzle. You know what saved the day? Our sneaky little AI helper that swooped in like a superhero cape! What if we could transform learning into an endless adventure? How Does the AI
Picture this: my daughter and I are building a fantastical castle out of cardboard boxes, complete with a drawbridge made of popsicle sticks. She’s in that glorious phase where her imagination knows zero bounds, and every discarded item is a treasure waiting for a story. Suddenly, she looks up, her eyes wide with a mix
