Okay. I've officially lost it.
In an effort to prepare our two for "the real world" I periodically give them tasks. Tasks that will show them how to be independent. And at times, I just do it because I don't feel like getting out of the car.
So I drove to our neighborhood grocery. Purposely gave them a certain amount of money and told them to get TWO things.
"Get a small pack of ground beef for tacos. Look for a pack that is about $6 or less and you can get that Cookies and Cream ice cream."
Again, I gave them a certain amount ($10) to get what I said. I was being nice, letting them get the ice cream. This would show them how to shop on a budget; put those math skills to use! I surely wasn't going to give them my credit card. If they went over the amount then they'd get embarrassed and learn a lesson. I worry about the youngest. Our son tries to count his chickens before they hatch when it comes to money and purchases. That's another post.
So, they come out with the bag! YES!
"Here you go Mama!" They were so proud and they even had money left over!
I started the car and we began driving out of the parking lot.
"Look Mama! We got these." They were showing me two small boxes of candy.
"These were only one dollar," the youngest informed me. "And we got you something too and it was only thirty-five cents."
They continued talking but I couldn't make out the words. I went off!
"WHAT? Are you kidding me?" I yelled. "I was nice enough to let you get ice cream but no- you had to get extra stuff without even asking
first!"
"But Mama we-"
One of them had the nerve to try to say something.
"There are little kids who don't get to get ice cream. There are kids who aren't even gonna eat tonight! But ya'll take it upon yourselves
to use money that's not yours and get extra junk food!" I couldn't believe this.
"Mama. We didn't get the ice cream. We got something cheaper and got you something because it was cheaper. It saved you money," our daughter said.
Still caught up in what I wanted to say I continued.
"Now do you think it was fair to just get extra stuff with MY money?" I asked them.
They were confused.
I stopped for a minute. Processed things.
"So ya'll didn't get the ice cream?" I asked.
"No. That's what we were trying to tell you."
But I was too cool to be embarrassed so I turned it down a notch but continued with my lecture.
"Oh. So ya'll were trying to save money?" I asked. "Well I appreciate that but you did not stick to the plan. I told ya'll ground beef and
ice cream. Ground beef and ice cream was the plan."
It was silent for a minute.
"Well, how much was the ground beef?" I yelled.
"It was only four dollars," they answered.
"Well good!" I replied.
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