Originally posted by Russ"Its no coincidence that this site was initially developed shortly after the arrival of my first son." -Russ
Its no coincidence that this site was initially developed shortly after the arrival of my first son.
Suddenly the pub wasn't an option, how to fill those evenings? Write a chess site.
Pros : No kids, no RHP.
Cons : Everything else. (I joke 😉 )
Hmm... that timing suggests your first son is of age to join an online correspondence chess site like rhp.com. If so, please tell RHP Code Monkey, Jr. that Grampy Bobby would appreciate the honour of being his first opponent in a casual game.
20 Nov 13
Originally posted by Grampy BobbyNot creepy.
"Its no coincidence that this site was initially developed shortly after the arrival of my first son." -Russ
Hmm... that timing suggests your first son is of age to join an online correspondence chess site like rhp.com. If so, please tell RHP Code Monkey, Jr. that Grampy Bobby would appreciate the honour of being his first opponent in a casual game.
Originally posted by darvlay"My first is going to be two very soon. I have found that being a parent means first and foremost being a selfless person."
My first is going to be two very soon. I have found that being a parent means first and foremost being a selfless person. That means getting up early sometimes with her. Sitting with her for an extra twenty minutes while she falls asleep. Having to get to her level and comfort her when she's frustrated and can't express herself like her mama and papa. ...[text shortened]... s of pain when she needs you, the joy in watching her learn to jump, dance, hug, talk and laugh.
You've just spoken the enduring sentiments of every grateful father on this site; thanks, darvlay.
Matthew 19:14 " allow the little children to come unto me for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these." Jesus Christ loved little children. Their unbridled and unemcumbered faith, trust and love is a joy to behold and a blessing not only to parents but to us grandparents as well. It's a shame that many times growing older robs them of the pure attributes of their childhood.