My Son...

He turned one month old today.  I'm getting to know his personality and learning how to speak in his language.  I still marvel how each new life is introduced to us as a massive service project: we volunteer to feed them, clean them, teach them to speak and listen, to read and write, to persuade, negotiate, and to stand firm on their principles.  We get no pay for these labors, yet year after year people choose this path.  It's insanity, but it is also exactly right.