Allowance
I was changing Henry's diaper (yes, he is still in diapers) and I said, "Tomorrow is Saturday, you'll get your allowance. You'll get 50 cents!" (Feel free to call me cheap, and I think my sister started her kid out with $5, but I'll accept the label 'cause I think $5 is RIDICULOUS.)
"Oh," says Henry.
"You lucky duck," I say, "I wish I got 50 cents every Saturday."
"You could," says Henry, "if you listened to my words."
(This is actually somewhat ironic as his allowance isn't even contingent upon listening to our words, but rather that he eats well and uses the potty frequently.)
"Oh," says Henry.
"You lucky duck," I say, "I wish I got 50 cents every Saturday."
"You could," says Henry, "if you listened to my words."
(This is actually somewhat ironic as his allowance isn't even contingent upon listening to our words, but rather that he eats well and uses the potty frequently.)
posted by Kevin and Stace @ 8:32 AM
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