Sometimes I pay the kids to find a lost item for me, generally for something important like my keys or a cell phone with a dead battery. Whoever finds it gets $1.
Here is a conversation from earlier today with my 5 year old.
Elizabeth: Can I find your keys and get a dollar?
Me: Um, no thanks, I know right where they are.
Elizabeth: But I don't.
She stared at me for minute, like I was the crazy one, like it is some sort of game we play when kids are bored. Apparently I've been good at hiding my panic/frustration....because I really don't offer this kind of cash except when I'm a bit desperate.
Thankfully no one has used that as a real opportunity and relocated the items themselves :)
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
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Aw! I love Elizabeth and you know, she does think you are the crazy one!
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