We are experiencing the most complicated educational schedule of our 32 years of parenting. Our three imaginary friends keep Wendy and me focused.
Seeing is believing, right? Not anymore.
I was the tournament photographer for two tournaments so far this year. It’s so much fun capturing the moment. There were 129 pictures selected for the final slideshow for the Mile High Conquest in Denver last month, but these 24 were my favorite.
Welcome to the good life. For me it has been filled with envy, untruth and hopelessness.
People hate the Pope, so they will pounce on anything he says or does. Even getting upset when yanked by the hand over a man in a wheelchair.
“Well, he cheated…he deserves this.” I reject this motive to stone the guilty. We all lose much by justifying it.
My kids shook it up for the Monument Academy Chess Club. For the record, they lost more games than they won, but they each came home with medals…and one trophy! (Wendy Jeub’s iPhone 6)
It is harder to start the year off with your own uneducated ideas and try to set out to validate your own ignorance. It is no wonder that these debaters sometimes resort to unethical research.
Few people understood family, rejection and debate than Antonin Scalia. And I certainly identify.
Wendy and I are returning to some of our more radical ideas of our younger years.