Saturday, January 20, 2007

Life Lessons

A few weeks ago I had the kids with me to stop and pick up a baby gift for a friend. While we were in the little shop Super Son began rifling around for something to occupy him while I completed the transaction. As we were preparing to leave he came up to me with a nice blue die cast airplane. "Mom, can I have this?" he asked. "No, honey. You have a birthday coming really soon and we aren't buying any toys until then." He promptly began to whine and then cry about the injustice of him not being able to have the beautiful plane. We managed to get loaded up into the car without being accused of child abuse and on the drive home through the heaving breaths between sobs began to talk about it. I suggested that he could do some chores around the house and earn the money to buy the beloved plane. Wisely he asked "How much does it cost?" I didn't know the answer but promised to call the shop and find out. He insisted that I didn't know the phone number, but was pleased that when we got to our next destination I pulled out the sales receipt and called the shopkeeper. I explained the situation and she knew just what plane had caused all the commotion. She told me and I relayed to Super Son that the plane was $7. Over the next two weeks Super Son asked for many chores. Some he liked (folding sheets as long as you get to climb inside at least once and play puppy) and was really good at (cleaning up his room). The best part was that he took such pride in what he was doing. The immediate gratification of putting the money into his little allowance jar and adding up how much he had earned and subtracting to find out how much more he had to go memorizing the value of the different coins and thier names. He earned every last cent and yesterday Hero Husband traded him $8 in coins for $8 in bills. After school we went to the shop and he dug around, found a plane, similar die cast, but a camoflouge color and kept digging until he found the blue USAF plane that he had been saving for. Proudly he went to the cash register and placed it on the counter and gave the shopkeeper his money. He told her all about the chores and how hard he worked. What a treat that he got some change back and his beautiful plane in its own bag for him to carry. He told me on the way home the next thing he is saving for is a saw for Hero Husband on his birthday. Man I love being this kids Mom.

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