Showing posts with label money. Show all posts
Showing posts with label money. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Always Check Your Sources (And Pickle Update)

"Mumma, you know how daddy write stories about me on the computer and makes money?"

"Ummmm, yeah..."

"Can you read them to me?"

"Why, buddy?"

"Because I want to check it."

Thanks, Shelby, for telling him I have AdSense set up on this blog. He is now wanting some form of profit sharing...


Pickle Picture Posting:
Sorry for the alliteration, I couldn't help it

Monday, January 24, 2011

Wisdom of a 4 Year-Old - On the Value of a Sibling

To a random lady in Target who commented on the Mother of the Gremlin browsing maternity clothes.

"Oh, I love babies. Are you excited about having a sibling?"

"No. But you can trade me some Legos for it."

"For the baby? Um, I don't know what Legos you'd want. Sorry!"

"We're in Target, the Lego aisle is right there! Or you can give me twenty dollars and I'll get my own. AND you get a baby!"

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Wisdom of a 4 Year-Old - On Withdrawing Money

"But if you can't find your crowbar how do you get money out of the ATM?"

Thursday, November 11, 2010

He's Counting On It

I have been playing a card game with the Gremlin recently that he received while Trick-Or-Treating. It's a game of WAR played with mini-cards with the Disney's Cars vehicles printed on them.

We'll each put one down, he'll claim he won, and then I'll ask him to count both of them out, and ask him which one he gets to last - emphasizing which is "higher" and which is "lower." He will yell (either way), and then squeal if he actually won. This has apparently rubbed off on him, as he showed in the store the other day.

The Gremlin was at Value Village the other day when he scared the Mother of the Gremlin by going into a conniption in the store. When the MOTG finally managed to calm him down, she realized the Gremlin had found the toy to end all toys:

The Rescue Hero Fire Truck

The Gremlin clutched his prize and tried not to hyperventilate while trying to put together a cohesive sentence.

"M-M-Momma! M-m-m-m-momma! I want this! Please I can get it?!"

"I don't know buddy, I don't think you have enough money..." The Gremlin's face lit up and he jumped on his opportunity.

"I do! I do! I have five dollars. This is two dot nine-nine. That is almost three. Three is less than five. I will have two dollars and one cent left over after I buy this!"

The words were barely out of his mouth when he bolted to the front of the store, the MOTG only catching up with him after he made it through the line and had his fire truck on the counter, though the cashier was staring at him a bit inquisitively.


Favorite Toy of the Week: Lego Police Helicopter (in conjunction with his other Lego fire sets) and of course the fire truck mentioned above