She has a lengthy and varied list of birthday wishes, Miss Soon-to-be-10. Basketball shoes, Nike duffle bag, sunglasses, stud earrings, knee pads, wristwatch, American Girl clothes (off the top of my head). It’s hard not to want in this world. It’s also well-reminded at our house that wishes are great, but don’t expect to be handed everything you wish for.
Tonight it was Mom vs. Five as dad coached a track meet in 29° temps. Crazy Kansas weather. The kids were actually being quite compliant and I was rather lenient, despite myself. After an early supper and a clean kitchen, I offered $1 for 30 minutes of babysitting in her bedroom while I shredded my way to swimsuit season. Deal!
I exercised. She supervised Miss StandsUpOften.
I kept my end of the bargain, opening her door, dollar bill in hand.
She grinned victorious as she took it from my hand, immediately placing it in her collection box for church. “Thank you for your support in feeding the children.”
Say what?! “Really?” I exclaimed, one eyebrow arched?
“What?! I have a home, a family, and this wackadoo (patting Little Brother on the head). What else do I need?”
Sometimes I worry about how to teach generosity in a World of Want. Other times I remember I’m the one being taught.