My seven year old on the walk home from the school bus stop yesterday afternoon:
"Mom? This year for my birthday, I'd like it if you gave me some kind of money I'm not so familiar with."
Me: "You mean like money from another country?"
Son: "No. I mean I'm familiar with one dollar bills and five dollar bills, but I'm not so familiar with fifty and a hundred dollar bills."
Him and me both!
Me: "What about two dollar bills? Have you ever seen a two dollar bill?"
Son: "Do they even have two dollar bills??"
Me: "Yes. Tell you what, we have to stop at the bank on our way to the library anyway. Bring your allowance money and we'll see if they can change it for two dollar bills."
Sure enough, half an hour later my son is the proud possessor of TWO two dollar bills. Momentary satisfaction, at least.
God? For my next job I would like a salary range I'm not so familiar with . . . .
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8 comments:
LOL! This is priceless (no pun intended).
Way to think on your feet! Good going.
I love it. Great story. You can hold onto that one for telling future in-laws!
I LOVE that one!! See we are all just praying for the wrong things huh?!?!?
Wow. Thats totally fabulous. Maybe next year he can get some Sacajawea dollars :)
Ugh! Sacajawea dollars - bad!
This cracked me up!
Haha! Brilliant!
Excellent move on your part! And on the salary thing, you and me both, man.
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