i can’t see how

There’s a story about a man who was standing over his baby’s crib, intently staring. His wife entered the room and watched in silence. She saw in her husband’s face a wide range of emotions: wonder, doubt, admiration. Deeply touched she put her arm around him and, with eyes glistening and voice trembling, said: “A penny for your thoughts.” Unhesitatingly, he blurted out: “For the life of me, I can’t see how anybody can make a crib like that for $89.95.” . . . My, how materialism can cloud our view.