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Money See, Money Do

Wednesday, February 27th, 2008

Oren’s behavior is influenced a great deal by what Siena says and does. A recurring example happens at nap time. Siena jumps on her bed and says proudly, “My bed.” In mimicry, Oren climbs up to join her. “Mybed,” he says.

“No, it’s my bed,” she insists.
He replies, “No. Mybed.”
“No, Oren, it’s my bed.”
“Nomybed.”
No, my bed!
“Mybed.”

For Valentine’s Day, Siena received a Hello Kitty pocketbook and a small zipper change purse. I explained how she could use these to store her money. So, when she opened a card with a five dollar bill in it, she immediately unzipped the Kitty and put the bill in there for safekeeping. For several minutes she repetitively checked the contents of her purse, until that became boring. So she approached me. “Daddy?” she said. ”I need more money.”

Oren, too, was excited to have money. Valentine’s Day was over a month ago, and still he talks about money. Even tonight, for his bedtime story he wants to hear about money. He used to ask for “Daddy and Mommy” stories. Now it’s “Money” and “Lots Money.”

And he loves that gold-colored dollar coin, too, perhaps because it’s so big. He puts it in his pocket, then cries when he can’t get it out. He plays with it, too, throwing that dollar coin onto the couch so it bounces back to him. Now, Siena copies him. They can play this game of “coin fetch” for what seems like a very long time.

My kids and money. She demands it, he fantasizes about it, and both of them just love throwing it around.

To the Bank

Wednesday, February 13th, 2008

I brought Siena to the bank. She had received a check for the holiday, and so we went to the bank where I kept her passbook account. We entered the bank, stood in line, and passed the signed check and passbook to the teller.

“Why are you giving my money to the woman?” my daughter asked me.

Knowing the complete answer was complicated — and concerned she’d get upset at the idea of giving up her present — I answered, “This check is like a note. It represents money. I’m giving it to the woman so she can turn it into your money.” And when Siena wasn’t looking, I handed the teller a dollar bill, asking for quarters. At the end of the transaction, I was able to give my daughter some quarters (for each pocket), as well as candy suckers for both her and Oren. Everyone seemed satisfied.

A week later, Siena was talking about being grown up. “When I’m big, I’ll be able to get money, and then I can go to the bank, and then I can go into the bank and give the money to the bank, and then I’ll get suckers. That’s why I want to be grown up.”

I admire her priorities. She thinks work is for suckers.