While out and about one of the things that the family likes to do is hit the thrift stores. Since this is a long weekend we have spent time going to book stores and the thrift shops and the what not. Now the children have an allowance and each have their own piggy bank, for loose change they can earn doing bonus chores, along with a set amount that they can cash out once a month at Toy's R Us. They have never opened their piggy banks nor asked to. They understand you're not supposed to open them till they are full.
We all went to one of our favorite thrift stores on Saturday. As we were getting out of the car I noticed a second before the kids a family sitting by the entrance with a large cage filled with puppies. My daughter looks at the puppies and looks at the wife and I and looks back to the puppies. "Brace for impact!"
Iris says, "What are they doing with those puppies?"
Wife "Well, they're trying to sell the puppie."
Iris, (loudly) "YOU MEAN WE CAN BUY PUPPIES!"
Dad says "We're are not buying any puppies for you!"
to which all three kids said in unison "WE HAVE OUR BANKS!"
I feel partially proud that they understand the difference between their money and our money and scared of what a double edged sword that can be. And no gentle reader we do not have a new puppy. I am the hero that Gotham needs.
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