We live at the end of a
street at the end of the neighborhood. The houses are arranged such that the
wind whips violently through the back yards. On trash days the wind picks up
all the trash and since we are at the end of the street/neighborhood, it dies down
at our yard, depositing all manner of trash. It's a huge chore to pick up the trash before we mow the lawn. Seeing us pick up trash, our then 3 ½-year-old son wanted to help. Seeing an opportunity, we taught him that for every piece of trash in the yard he picks up
he gets a quarter. (He does have inside chores that he does not get paid for.)
As parents we learned that we
needed to have a specific place for him to put his money. He learned to keep
his money all in one place or else he would lose it. There isn’t a lot of opportunity for him to
buy toys so he tends to have a pile of quarters. We went to the Lego store and
he created 3 mini-figures and he had money left over after the $11 purchase.
I wasn’t sure how much he was
learning about money until one day in the car when it had been a long time
since we had been to a store he said, Mom, I want X toy. Can I go home and
pick up some trash?
OMGoodness. He’s equated earning money to buying things! It didn’t even occur to him to ask me for money. I was ecstatic.
OMGoodness. He’s equated earning money to buying things! It didn’t even occur to him to ask me for money. I was ecstatic.
Then the other day he was
watching You Tube Kids. For about three videos in a row the kid in the video opened
three different toys and played with them. NaD Jr. then said,
NaD Jr: Mom, he doesn’t have
any money.
Mrs. NaD: What do you mean?
NaD Jr: His dad had to give him those toys.
Mrs. NaD: (Smiling) You have money. You earned it.
NaD Jr: He nodded and smiled.
Mrs. NaD: What do you mean?
NaD Jr: His dad had to give him those toys.
Mrs. NaD: (Smiling) You have money. You earned it.
NaD Jr: He nodded and smiled.
Now there is such a sense of pride in my voice.
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