He's Starting Early

Ironically, the issue of money was again a topic of conversation just the other day, this time it was with my 4 year old son. The difference, not surprisingly, was that the basis of the discussion with him was desire rather than possession.. that compared to my older progeny.

As I was dropping him off at daycare, I walked over and gave him a high-five and told him to have a good day.

“Where are you going?” he asked sweetly.
“I’m going to work.”
“Why do have to go to work aw the time?”
“Because when I go to work, they give me money. I need that money to buy things that we need like cookies, chocolate milk, your weekly supply of bandaids and medical tape… Extra Strength Tylenol for me.”
“Oh,” he said contemplatively. A pause, and then this: “When you get home can you give me some money?”
“Sure,” I said. “How much?”
“Fwee. Fwee monies.”
“You mean three dollars.”
“Yeah,” he said. “Fwee dah-wers.”

Next, he'll be asking for the car keys.