Day Trading For Kids

My wife and I have perfected a ritual over the 28 years we’ve been together.

Saturday mornings I wake up bright and early, descend the stairs, go into my wife’s bedroom, and gently wake her up.

[Side note: Yes, that’s right. We don’t sleep in the same room, the story of which I will tell in a future Lund Loop.]

Then I drive to Starbucks and order a venti E…

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