I once had a little four-year-old boy along with his younger sister who was three. So when I left them in care of a baby-sitter I usually bribed them to be good while I was gone by bringing home something from the "dime store" for their enjoyment.
One winter's day I went downtown to shop and bought my two little ones a big wad of play money. I gave it to the oldest, and
told him to divide up between himself and his little sister because I was going to be to busy with the usual chores.
So they sat on the floor with the play money and preceded to do as they were told. When I glanced over to see how things were developing, I couldn't believe my eyes!
Little son had divided the "money" into three piles!
"Who is the extra pile for?" I asked my little boy.
"It's for the government," he replied.
"What did you say?!!!" I exclaimed in a very shocking tone.
"Government". explained my son.
The little girl piped up with "Is that a bad word, Mama?"
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I remember to telling me that story, but I still had to belly laugh. Seems my big brother listened to the news and was preparing for all those taxes and I was educated early. I am still chuckling.
ReplyDeleteHa! That is hilarious. Thanks for sharing :)
ReplyDeleteI just got through sorting my money into piles again this month, and, yes, the "government" pile is still there and getting taller.
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