From the Mouths of Babes

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Conversation with my not-quite-7 year old daughter this morning in my trading room:

Her (looking at screens): That's a lot of money. Is that all the money you made?

Me: No. It's just the money I have to work with.

Her: What are you trying to do?

Me: I'm trying to predict the future. I try to guess if things are going to go up or down.

Her: Are you right most of the time?

Me: Sometimes I'm right. Sometimes I'm wrong. I try my best.

Her: Maybe the way things go up or down happens the same way each time (note – no paternity test needed)

Me: I like how you think!

On a far sadder note, I read this post by gtotoy about a close friend of his losing an eight-year old daughter to a car accident just a few days ago. Any parent out there knows that there's nothing worse in the world – no greater fear – than losing a child. I don't know the family or gtotoy, but I do know that the family has asked for some financial aid to help with the unexpected expenses associated with this tragedy. I chipped in this morning, and I'd ask Slopers to do the same – particularly those blessed with children who want to help in some small way. Thank you.