What’s it called when you stay somewhere and everything you eat, drink and use is magically already paid for? Oh yes, all inclusive!!! We’ve decided that must be what life looks like to our son.
He’s not fully understanding the concept of paying for things. He doesn’t like to hand over whatever new item is his current favorite to the lady at Target. No, it’s time to show out when we try to pry said current favorite from his tiny fingers. It all makes sense though when I stop to think about it. It’s that all inclusive lifestyle he’s gotten used to. There’s no need for money. As long as he’s with mommy and daddy things are magically paid for – just like that. What a life he has. We’re going to have to let him start paying for things himself from his overstuffed piggy bank or something. I guess then the fight would be him actually giving up HIS money. Yeah, that won’t work.
My husband always says, “it’s his world, we just finance it.” So true! Still we’re having little talks with him about money. Explaining what each coin is as he runs to dump them in his piggy bank. As soon as we’re done, no matter how much of my husband’s change I’ve
stolen borrowed given him to fill his bank, he looks at me and says, “I need more money.” Don’t we all baby boy, don’t we all.