
We were talking about econmics today in class, and I told my students that economics is about making choices in a world with limited resources. I asked the kids if they would like to live in a world with unlimited resources (utopia). Surprisingly, they all said no (although I bet none of them would have turned me down if I had offered to unlimit their choices with a wad of hundreds). They talked about the flatness of a utopian existence, and then someone in the class said that the joy in life is in the choices, the challenge, the striving. It is the very warp and woof of our struggle that gives life its shape and marks us as human. (OK, it was me who said it. It'll be on the test, too).
It's three days before Errol's first birthday and the close of his traumatic year. It's not been an easy year for our brave little man, but he is alive, and at the end of a long day of warping and woofing, our beautiful baby boy is sleeping peacefully.
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